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Your three words today are:
PLAY
BALL
BORED
Cindy the cat was feeling quite bored,
Not a thing in the house could be adored.
The ball of yarn sat, untouched on the floor,
No games or fun, she just wanted more.
With a flick of her tail and a sigh so deep,
She longed for adventure, for dreams in her sleep.
But there in her world, with nothing to do,
She waited for magic to come into view.
Your final three words for this week are:
UNLUCKY
CREEPY
LADDER
The unlucky, creepy crook one night,
Climbed a ladder, hoping for a heist so bright.
But fate had other plans in store,
As he teetered high, he lost his core.
With a stumble and a slip, down he went,
A tumble through air, his balance spent.
Oh, the irony in his sneaky plight,
The ladder crumbled, swallowed by the night.
He landed with a thud, in the shadows’ cloak,
Dreams of riches vanished, like a cruel joke.
So heed this tale of the crook so brash,
Sometimes misfortune gives a wicked crash.
Your three words today are:
PUFFY
STUFFED
PLOT
In a corner sat Puffy, quite stuffed,
With dreams of adventures all puffed.
In a tale full of plot,
He found a warm spot,
Where laughter and joy were enough.
Your three words today are:
ALLOWED
ALOUD
ASTOUND
In the twilight where wonders weave,
I am allowed to be astounded, believe.
Your gestures dance like stars in the night,
A unique rhythm, pure delight.
With every glance, a story unfolds,
A tapestry of colors, bold yet untold.
In your presence, the mundane takes flight,
I am allowed to be astounded by your light.
Your three words today are:
PUT
PAT
PIT
Put your worries in the past,
Pat your heart—it beats so fast.
In the pit of doubt, let go at last.
Place your dreams where stars align,
Pat the soil where roots entwine.
In the pit of fear, you’ll brightly shine.
Plant your footsteps, firm and strong,
Pat the rhythm and sing along.
In the pit of darkness, you’ll find where you belong.
Your final three words this week are:
BIND
BLIND
ABOUND
There once was a creature quite blind,
In a world where no limits defined.
With friends all around,
They danced and they bound,
In adventures together, they twined.
Welcome to the daily Three Things Challenge. Use your imagination and creativity using one, two or all three words that may or may not be related. There are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre, though please keep it family friendly. Tag your responses with 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC, and you can add my logo […]
Three Things Challenge #MM71
PRONE
POUNCE
PUNT
In the grass, I lie so prone,
Watching for the moment to pounce alone.
With quick precision, I’ll make my punt,
Target in sight, I’m ready to hunt.
Your final three words this week are:
HOORAY
CHEER
CHANT
In a town where the folks love to play,
They gather to cheer, hooray!
With a chant loud and clear,
Joy spreads far and near,
What a wonderful, bright holiday!
Your three words today are:
HUMDRUM
DULL
BORING
In a classroom filled with humdrum sounds,
The lecture drags, my spirit drowns.
Words flow slowly, so dull and gray,
Boring moments stretch the day.
I wish for sparks, a little thrill,
To chase away this heavy chill.
But here I sit, with thoughts that roam,
Yearning for a place called home.
Oh, to break free from this endless talk,
To find some joy in the dull classroom walk.
A spark of laughter, a dash of fun,
Then the humdrum could finally be done.
Your three words today are:
WORRY
CONCERN
CARING
In shadows deep, my worry grows,
A seed that whispers, never slows.
With every thought, my heart will churn,
As I watch the world, my spirit yearn.
Each concern of others, I hold so tight,
Their burdens heavy, I feel the weight of night.
In my caring heart, I lose my way,
Forgotten self, in the fray of day.
I tend to their needs, their sorrows I share,
But in the mirror, I find no care.
With gentle hands, I must learn to mend,
To hold my own heart, to be my own friend.
So I’ll breathe deep and let worries part,
For in caring for me, I’ll heal my heart.
With balance found, I’ll rise anew,
In caring for myself, I’ll be strong for you.
Your three words today are:
WITTY
WILFUL
WONDROUS
Walter was witty, a master of jest,
With clever quips that put humor to the test.
His tricks, though playful, often caused strife,
Yet beneath the laughter, they brightened our life.
Wilful in ways, he’d never back down,
With a mischievous grin, he wore his own crown.
Chasing the sunset, he’d frolic and roam,
In a world of his making, he felt right at home.
Wondrous were times when we’d gather around,
With stories and laughter, our joy knew no bounds.
So here’s to the moments both silly and bright,
With Walter as the spark, our hearts took to flight.
Your three words today are:
BLOOD
SEEP
FLOW
A vampire with blood on his cloak,
Stood by a well, trying to poke.
But he tripped on a steep,
And his snack let out a “eep!”
Now he’s flowing with laughter, not smoke!
Your three words today are:
ACCUSE
RECLUSE
SIMPER
In a quiet old town lived a recluse,
Whose cookies were stolen—oh, what a ruse!
They accused him with glee, in whispers so sly,
But he simpered and grinned, “Just let me comply!”
With a plate full of treats, they arrived at his door,
He took just one bite, then devoured them more.
Now he’s the sweet legend, with fame in his midst,
The cookie-stealing recluse? No one can resist!
Your three words today are:
SHARP
CUT
PRICK
The sharp pain of the words you said
Cuts through me like a knife.
The pain comes rushing in,
Doubts begin to creep.
Was I ever meant anything to you,
Or just a means to get what you need?
Now that you’ve got it,
Now that I’m no longer useful,
You want to drop me.
Your three words today are:
WEDDING
CELEBRATION
REFORM
In a garden where dreams entwine,
A wedding blooms, a love divine.
With vows exchanged, hearts intertwine,
A celebration, a joyful design.
Amongst the laughter and sweet delight,
They dance through the day, into the night.
Yet from this union, a brighter norm,
Love ignites a gentle reform.
Hand in hand, they’ll face what’s ahead,
With grace and strength, their lives they’ll thread.
Together they’ll build, together they’ll dream,
In the light of love’s everlasting beam.
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