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Monday, September 27, 2010

MICROFICTION MONDAY #50

Microfiction means the shortest of short stories. 
For MFM the limit is a tweetable 140 characters 
or fewer. Hosted weekly by SUSAN




"WRITING"
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 MICROFICTION #50

What to write?
Something trite?

Maybe Lite
Tonight!

After a bite
(How SO right)
Of HERSHEY BAR!

--steveroni

19 comments:

Brian Miller said...

perhaps you will find your inspiration in that hershey bar...smiles.

Carrie Burtt said...

Can't go wrong with a hershey bar...Steve you always make me smile! :-)

steveroni said...

Apologies for being mentally BLAH!

Dulce said...

Veroni... dear friend
I sometimes think you are crazy... not only for Hershey bars...

Thank God I know you... and this must be only momentarily...

lol
;)

Dulce said...

Must add
I LOVE taht PIC!

John's comments said...

no you need some real chocolate...My 140 Hope your week goes well

SY said...

micro-indeed...
I have a craving.. for a mr good bar

secret agent woman said...

You've got a bit of a chocolate theme going.

Sam Liu said...

This has a great and charming rhythm, Steveroni. Care to share that Hershey bar? :D

Suz said...

inspiration in Hershey's?
I'm out the door now!

Lu Ann said...

Ah! You made me hungry... now I´ll HAVE TO go to buy one Hershey´s bar... maybe two?

Interesting!

Pat said...

A Hershey bar is SO right any time! I think it would give me inspiration, too. Mmm...I want CHOCOLATE now!

Syd said...

I am hungry after my class this evening. Home made pizza sounds great to me.

A Daft Scots Lass said...

you CAN'T go wrong with chocolate.

umamaheswari anandane said...

You make me smile...nice work

Lena said...

We can't find too many Hershey Bars here in Scotland but I go 'nuts' when I find one!

I like the idea of this microfiction - cuts the f words down a treat!

Lena said...

I was meaning mine, Steve...lol

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

mmmmm hershey bar!

I could write sonnets to chocolate! If I could just stop eating it and start longing for the velvet touch and the dark promise. To gaze upon the sheen and depth of dark beauty, to awe at the variety of hues and colors, of texture.

As I walk through the chocolatier I see belgian, american, mexican, dutch, german... how could there possibly be such a variety of chocolate.

Only to increase my awe and attraction the packaging grows more colorful the flavoring more unique.

Chocolate and chili pepper? Chocolate and bacon?

And yet, once again, I return to the chocolate of my youth, the hershey bar, and find the nostalgic flavor of ...

home.

:)

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