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"Me? Why me of all people. Why do i have to leave my house to go on a picnic. The last time i did such a thing my children were toddlers. My husband was smitten with me and the Hollows was as green and eco friendly as God's Paradise. So why now. Why this. Do you owe me a favour i do not know about."

"And bring no book, for this one day We’ll give to idleness." He said. 

And i muttered is he some kind of poet nut or some such sort?

© gillena cox 2022

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Prosery: Bring no book

Challenge - to write a prose including "And bring no book, for this one day We’ll give to idleness" not exceeding 144 words

REVISIT
Prosery 1/20/20: “The Rock cries out…”
Prosery - Bombarded
Prosery - Here’s the thing about existing

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You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea).

Welcome to Monday WRites # 332

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