A Poem in the Style of Dr Seuss’ Cat in the Hat – A face in the wrong place – Kira’s Sunday Scribbles.

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This poem was written for two challenges, firstly, the picture challenge by Kira’s Sunday Scribbles, see picture above and link below:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/07/21/kiras-sunday-scribbles-48/

Secondly, this was written in the Style of Dr Seuss, The Cat in the Hat, which was the challenge set by Christine’s Daily Writing prompt on the Go Dog Go Cafe. See link below:

Christine’s Daily Writing Prompt: The Cat in the Hat

 

A Face in the Wrong Place. 

A face is quite nice on a cat

On a cat, a face is never off place,

And a face looks OK on a rat,

So, We can all agree on that.

But a face looks decidedly crazy

When it’s sitting on top of a daisy,

On a daisy, a face just isn’t right,

In fact, it’s a terrible sight.

On anything leafy and green,

A face should never be seen,

Either on a daisy or some lovely calabrese.

This is all science gone wrong,

What next a potato in a sarong?

So, when I see a face on a daisy,

Or indeed some lovely calabrese,

I just think its genetics gone crazy.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 23/July/2019

Multiple Word Prompt Story – A Noble Experiment.

 

He sat in the oppressive atmosphere of his laboratory.

Steam hissed and puffed and all around beakers and tubes bubbled over flames.

He turned to look at one of his petri dishes under a microscope and adjusted the angle of the lens then twisted the dial to further magnify the image of the specimen.

“Eureka!” he cried out. Imitating one of the giants of the ancient world, Archimedes.

“I have done it! I have created life!”

The Microscopic life form seemed to tremble as if it heard his creator’s cries.

Tiny though it was, the creature multiplied and grew until it filled the dish, then it spilled out and spread across the laboratory bench, covering the surface with a barely detected film. It reached out and touched its creator’s hand, in a strange parody of that wonderous ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, as painted by Michaelangelo.

Within moments, this new creature had penetrated the professor’s body and coated his lungs preventing their ability to take the oxygen from the air.

He became its first victim, but he wasn’t to be its last.

Dr Frankenstein’s monster had nothing on this organism. It became known as the Armageddon virus.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 22/January/2019

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/22/magnify/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/01/22/your-daily-word-prompt-laboratory-january-22-2019/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/22/rdp-tuesday-angle/