So I swear on the notes of Pan’s flute
Cross my heart I remain resolute
Broken heart, checkmated
With my love unrequited
Lost my taste for sweet juice of love’s fruit.
Fandango’s FOWC is resolute and the Word of the Day Challenge is unrequited.
Today’s offering is a limerick.
Brilliant!
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🙂 thanks, Sadje
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A pleasure dear
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Excellent!
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Thank you, Punam!
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You are welcome, Li! 🙂
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Oh My! 😉 Great piece.
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Thank you, Kristian 🙂
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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Ode to the Satyr.
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But the Satyr isn’t giving anything up, at least as far as I know. Maybe I’ll write one where Pan calls her back with his pipe…
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