42 Words #42

Hi All,

This week Charles has gone for number 42, the very last choice on the list and I suspect, for some, it might bring a little angst but before we stroll down that avenue lets recap Astrid selection which had us all dwelling in the land of ROMANCE …

Rugby43 from The Bag Lady

Rhen from Breathing Shallow Poetry

Sadje from Keep It Alive

Caramel from Learner at Love

Paula from Light Motif II

Jenna from Raspberry Ripples

So, last week we were all sighs, love and laughter but with Charles selecting I just knew it wasn’t going to continue, so what dark road has Charles steered us towards you’re querying, well grab hold of an uninfected friend for we’re entering the world of

ZOMBIES

Now I suspect there may be a few people who are hesitant to wander down this path but when you think about it, its only 42 words and I’m sure you can come up with an idea or two.

It doesn’t have to be the zombie apocalypse, perhaps someone becomes a zombie after a hard week at work, perhaps its a song, a street name, or even a chicken dance.  You get my drift here, let the imagination flow and see when it takes you.

Anyway, I’m estatic that Jenna over at Raspberry Ripples has chosen number 13 for next week but we need to keep them coming folks, so lets post them in the comments please and stop me stressing.

GONE	2	3	GONE	GONE	6	GONE
8	9	GONE	GONE	12	13	GONE
15	16	GONE	GONE	19	20	GONE
GONE	GONE	24	25	GONE	GONE	GONE
29	30	31	GONE	GONE	34	35
36	GONE	38	39	GONE	GONE	GONE

Here’s my take on this week’s prompt:

The proclamation of one of the newly baptized.

I thought I was having one,
Instead I was blessed with two.
Diapers, bottles, bibs everywhere,
What’s a girl to do?
Wash the clothes, boil water,
How could this be?
In all honesty I think,
Motherhood’s made a zombie out of me.

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