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Topic: Cyber Communication (email, IM’s, etc) (11/04/10)
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By Beth LaBuff
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With her sphinx-like, tailless Manx she kept to cheer her simple soul.
Tammy, not a natural cutie, 'cause a birthmark marred her beauty,
Every evening 'twas her duty— to obscure it was her goal.
"A mark of beauty," some consoled, to boost her ego was their goal,
But she knew, 'twas just a mole.
At the day's end she retired, to check email, she desired,
Typed her username and password, made her nimble fingers flail.
Then she held her tailless Manx tight, as the last few rays of daylight
Made her world fade into twilight, as she downloaded email.
But no personal correspondence just two forwards in her mail,
"Only forwards!" was her wail.
----------Forwarded message----------------
From: Sandy
To: "[email protected]"
Date: Tue, Nov 16, at 9:09 PM
Subject: FW: a Green Tip for Mole Control
If you're plagued by pesky moles,
Just declare a revolution,
To repel them, kitty litter
Is a practical solution.
No virus was found in this incoming email.
----------Forwarded message----------------
From: Georgie
To: "[email protected]"
Date: Tue, Nov 16, at 9:15 PM
Subject: FW: My dear friend – Do not delete!
My dear friend, 'twould seem a drought
Because we haven't talked in years.
Be assured, you're thought about.
My dear friend, let's mend this drought.
I'll have you know, without a doubt,
That you my friend, I deem most dear.
My dear friend, 'twould seem a drought
Because we haven't talked in years.
Now send this email to ten friends
And then reply it back to me,
'Cause if you don't, our friendship ends.
Now send this email to ten friends.
A windfall prize on this depends,
Headed your way— A S A P.
Now send this email to ten friends
And then reply it back to me.
No virus was found in this incoming message.
***
With desire in her eyes, she wished to reap the windfall prize,
Quickly fired off the email to ten unsuspecting souls.
Then she grabbed the kitty litter, its blue crystals shone like glitter,
Used the gritty kitty litter, daubed in on her facial mole,
Used the clumping kitty litter, to obliterate her mole—
Last ditch hope for mole control.
The next morn she checked her email, what she saw 'bout made her face pale,
Ten replies in bold type titled, "My dear friend – Do not Delete."
Then she checked for mole removal, hoped to smile in her approval,
But her eyes flashed disapproval and her spirit was downbeat.
When no windfall prize transpired, her dejection was complete,
So she pressed the key — "Delete!"
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BTW, I really liked the cat too and that he was a Manx only made it that much more a believable companion to your MC)