Ode on a Commode

I sit on my white throne and think, How each plop is clear and distinct. And how, as you well know, It’s all gone with the flow, And someone else is stuck with the stink! Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ode”. Find a one- or two-syllable word that rhymes with “ode,”.

Ode to Junglefowl

Gallus gallus and again gallus! Crazy redhead with relatives across Sumatra, Java, Vietnam, India, Bangledesh, Myanmar, and Thailand. Show us your fancy feathers Mr. Gallus and waltz her to the end of love. For all our sakes, say yes Ms. Gallus! We have known you nigh 8000 years! We took you around the world with … Continue reading Ode to Junglefowl