, write down
random thoughts, hurry through it. And don’t even reread it today—you can
always come back to it tomorrow'.
here goes!Written for writing prompt #94 'We are all crazy'
Hey look – over there – red
hair, orange hair
Yellow sock on one leg blue on the other!
What’s that – in
that shop? Yea, that one
Is it a tent? No it’s not, it’s a dress.
And that skirt – so short and
bright
- makes my eyes go funny.
I can
even see her....em...you know what’s!
What’s
that he’s eating? – ewww! horrid
Yuck – it’s dribbled down his shirty smocky thing.
Look in that
window – is it legal?
I suppose anything goes here!
Oh, the state of her! Those colours, that hair.
And him, looks like a clown – is
that cool?
Must
be.
Listen - that noise – what
is it?
It’s coming from him –
him with
that mouthorgan – what a row!
Look where you’re stepping, mind out
there’s an artist down there!
At
least I assume it’s an arist
As for
that baby in that
old pushchair! Looks as wild as its
mother!
Hair on end – look – it’s got streaks of
green,
no purple, no as you were green –
ish!
Just look at that man – a grey ponytail down to his waist.
This place is
crazy – crazy
Gold here, green
there, pink above, black below
Funny hats, crazy glasses
Long beards, short
beards, whiskers.
Wanna see where I am?
It could only be the backstreets of Brighton!
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