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Your three words today are:
ELEPHANT
EARLY
EARNEST
In the morning light, an elephant strides,
With grace in its steps, where the river glides.
Early to rise, it greets the day bright,
In the soft dawn glow, everything feels right.
Earnest and gentle, it roams the wide land,
A symbol of wisdom, so steady and grand.
Through jungles and savannas, with each grand advance,
The elephant dances, a majestic romance.
The spark and flame were as bright as a bonfire on a dark night,
Dancing embers in the cool air, casting shadows in the light.
Whispers of stories wrapped in smoke, drifting up to the skies,
Each flicker held a memory, each glow a soft lullabies.
The stars twinkled overhead, like secrets just out of reach,
While warmth embraced our laughter, in a language none could teach.
We gathered close in a circle, our hearts woven tight and near,
The world outside forgotten, as we shared what we held dear.
The crackle and pop, a symphony, played on the wooden logs,
As time slipped by unnoticed, like the fading of the fog.
With every spark that soared and fell, we felt a moment’s grace,
A reminder of the fleeting time, and the beauty we embrace.
So let the flames keep burning, let their light guide us through,
For in each bright reflection, lies the warmth of me and you.
And as the night grows deeper, with stars that shine above,
May we hold on to this magic, wrapped in the comfort of our love.
Your final three words for this week are:
STUCK
CLUCK
CHUCK
There once was a cow named Chuck
Who seems to be stuck, oh what luck!
In the mud he did tread,
With a loud moo he said,
“I’d rather be clucking like a duck!”
Your three words today are:
SNAP
CRACKLE
POP
Snap, Crackle, pop and you don’t stop,
Morning’s here, let the world hop.
Cereal crunch and milk so cold,
A delightful breakfast tale unfolds.
Taste the magic, bite by bite,
Each little puff, a morning delight.
With every crunch, our spirits rise,
A joyful start, beneath the skies.
Snap, Crackle, pop, the day’s begun,
Adventures await, oh what fun!
So fill your bowl, take a seat,
Life’s simple pleasures are oh so sweet.
SHUDDER
STUTTER
SPLUTTER
In shadows deep, where whispers shudder,
Echoes dance, as thoughts begin to stutter.
A breeze sweeps through, the leaves a-splutter,
Carrying secrets that the night can utter.
Moonlight glimmers on the waters’ face,
Each ripple a story, time can’t erase.
The forest sighs, the stars commence to flutter,
In this quiet realm, the heart starts to mutter.
Yet still, there’s beauty in the faintest glimmer,
As darkness wraps around, the hopes grow slimmer.
But in the stillness, even fears may sputter,
Finding peace in silence, where shadows scatter.
FOOT
YARD
MILE
In a yard where dreams are sown,
With flowers bursting, colors grown,
A footstep echoes, soft and light,
As whispers dance beneath the night.
A mile away, the stars alight,
Guiding hearts through darkened plight,
Each step a journey, vast and grand,
With hope and courage, hand in hand.
So tread the path with faith anew,
With every footfall, life will ensue.
In the yard of time, we’ll plant our fate,
And walk each mile with love, not hate.
Your three words today are:
CRANE
FLY
SPIDER
A crane takes flight across the blue,
With wings that stretch, so bold and true.
Below, a spider weaves its thread,
Crafting dreams where shadows tread.
In the sky, the crane will soar,
While the spider works from shore to shore.
Together they dance in nature’s play,
One in the air, the other at bay.
Your three words today are:
CONTROL
NONE
TIME
In the dance of fleeting time,
We seek to grasp what feels sublime.
Yet in the quiet, we find our role,
For in the end, we have control—
Over none but moments passed,
In fleeting breaths, our joys amassed.
Your three words today are:
ROW
ARGUMENT
SILLY
In a cozy café, four friends in a row,
Began a debate that started off slow.
They argued and bickered, oh what a sight,
Over who had the best secret cookie bite.
One claimed it was chocolate, another was nuts,
While one waved her hands, saying, “You’re all butts!”
They laughed and they shouted, it turned quite absurd,
A silly argument with barely a word.
So next time in cafés, if tensions arise,
Just remember to laugh, and share silly pies!
Your three words today are:
HAIRLINE
ITCH
SPOT
In a hairline so fine, what a sight,
An itch made me squirm day and night.
On a spot that I found,
It danced all around,
Now I’m scratching with all of my might!
Your three words today are:
PROVE
FALSEHOOD
BLATANT
In a world where truth can often move,
Amidst the shadows, we strive to prove,
That what is real shines bright and clear,
While falsehood lurks, a whispering fear.
With blatant lies that weave and spin,
They cloak the light, inviting sin,
Yet through the darkness, hope takes flight,
For hearts united can restore the light.
So stand we strong against the tide,
With courage bold, we won’t divide,
For in our quest, we’ll always find,
A truth that echoes in the mind.
Your three words today are:
BOTTLE
BUNG
CORK
In a bottle, dreams reside,
Underneath a wavy tide.
A bung seals secrets held so tight,
Whispers of the stars at night.
Cork pops forth, a joyful sound,
Unveiling tales that leap and bound.
Each drop a journey, rich and bold,
In the bottle, stories told.
In the humid haze of a summer’s day,
A hoax was whispered, leading hearts astray.
With horrible tales that danced in the air,
Reality twisted, unaware of its snare.
Yet beneath the fog, truth glimmers bright,
A beacon of hope in the fading light.
For in the warmth where shadows might loom,
Love’s gentle touch can still make us bloom.
Your three words today are:
RUMMAGE
RANSACK
DESTROY
The need and want to ransack,
To rummage through the night,
A tempest brews within my soul,
Demanding dark delight.
Each corner whispers secrets,
Each shadow holds a throne,
Desire wraps its tendrils tight,
In chaos, I’ll atone.
The urge to break apart the calm,
To shatter glass and bone,
A restless spirit yearns to roam,
Where no heart dares to moan.
But through the wreckage lies a path,
A glimmer wrapped in strife,
In destruction’s wake, I find a spark—
A chance to forge new life.
So let the wild winds howl and rage,
Let thunder fill the air,
For in the midst of all that’s lost,
I’ll rise beyond despair.
The lovely malady, MAD Missy,
Was enchanted by a melody sweet,
Her spirit soared, her heart in flight,
As notes danced around her, pure delight.
With eyes closed tight, she swayed with grace,
Each beat a whisper, a warm embrace.
In twirls and leaps, she lost track of time,
In a world of music, she felt so divine.
So let the melody linger and play,
For in every sway, her heart finds its way,
As long as the music calls her name,
MAD Missy shines, forever aflame.
M.A.D. Works 