{"id":11993,"date":"2015-06-13T23:09:06","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T03:09:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=11993"},"modified":"2015-06-13T23:09:46","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T03:09:46","slug":"hour-14-11-30am-12-30pm-32-buckle-your-shoe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/hour-14-11-30am-12-30pm-32-buckle-your-shoe\/","title":{"rendered":"(Hour 14) 11.30am-12.30pm \u2014 #32 \u201cBuckle your shoe\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Two fairytale-esque pieces that I was working on simultaneously &amp; ran out of time on each. The Mother Goose mash-up replaces the traditional end of lines from the nursery rhyme, with the relevant bingo call. The plot, such that it is, kinda dictated itself based on the pre-exisiting rhymes.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>#32<\/p>\n<p>There was a young gal covered in tattoos<br \/>\nWho only knew how to\u00a0<em>bu<\/em><i>ckle her\u00a0shoes<br \/>\n<\/i><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013\u2014\u2013<\/span>But would Cinderella<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013\u2014\u2013<\/span>Have landed her fella<br \/>\nIf she wore more than ink \u2026 &amp; her\u00a0<i>Jimmy Choo<\/i>\u2019s<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">*****<\/p>\n<p><strong>A Dark Mother Goose Bingo Mashup<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>One, two,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>all you can do is\u00a0<i>buckle your shoe;<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Three, four,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>wait for that\u00a0<i>knock at the door;<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Five, six,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>when silent screen hero<i>\u00a0Tom Mix;<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Seven, eight,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>rides up to the\u00a0<em>g<\/em><i>arden gate:<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Nine, ten,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>finally you\u2019ll be free of\u00a0<i>Dave\u2019s Den;<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Eleven, twelve,<br \/>\n<i><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>one dozen\u00a0<\/i>years here you\u2019ve dwelled<\/p>\n<p>Thirteen, fourteen,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>since\u00a0<i>Valentine\u2019s Day<\/i>\u00a02003;<\/p>\n<p>Fifteen, sixteen,<br \/>\n<i><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>sweet sixteen<\/i>\u00a0never been seen<\/p>\n<p>Seventeen, eighteen,<br \/>\n<i><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>coming of age,\u00a0<\/i>living in a cage<\/p>\n<p>Nineteen, twenty,<br \/>\n<i><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">\u2014\u2013<\/span>one score<\/i>\u00a0to settle, none too gently<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/garethroi.files.wordpress.com\/2015\/06\/bingo_card_-_022.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-693 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/garethroi.files.wordpress.com\/2015\/06\/bingo_card_-_022.jpg?w=229\" alt=\"Bingo_card_-_02\" width=\"229\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>#26. Hmmm, could be tricky&#8230;<br \/>\nPS now have 3 out 5 for my first possible BINGO of the day.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Two fairytale-esque pieces that I was working on simultaneously &amp; ran out of time on each. The Mother Goose mash-up replaces the traditional end of lines from the nursery rhyme, with the relevant bingo call. 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