I hope God still loves me when I’m silly.
A Wordle group offers a challenge to pick at least ten of their twelve suggested words and use them in a story or poem.
Oppps I overslept
My hair in a tangle
My peer calls me over the hill
What an epigrammatic!
Not to mention the tenon of his voice
Yet, he is right I am full of rust, while
developing oblivescence —
Just this morning I wrought
a vase then broke it.