Antibiotics, or: Stir fry

Poetry Partners #39

A limerick by Mister Bump UK of ‘Mister Bump’

A young chap called David the sceptic,
Got a cut on his toe which turned septic,
While the rest of us scoffed,
When his big toe fell off,
The poor fellow went apoplectic!

A limerick by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’

Hungry Pete had no meat left to eat;
Despondent, he stared down at his feet.
"Nothing to be done," he s'posed.
"But... Maybe... Could I fry those?"
Choking on hairy toes, he thought: "Sheeeeeet."

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

List of Poetry Partners

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