This week I've been doing a different writing prompt every morning. One of them was to use the words "frank, accordion fold" and "blue" in the story or poem.   The outcome was a silly little poem about a homeless man. I think simple poems are my favorite. Not sure if it's because they can be easier to write, or just because they're loads of fun :) 

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Mr. Bill Baxter

a pale shade of blue

he sat underneath

the stair at the zoo

He traveled from Spain

long ago on a boat,

he wore a brown hat

and a button-less coat

Mr Bill Baxter

his accordion, “Lou”

he played for the children

and the animals too.

He sang to the lions

to the pink kangaroo

to the tigers and pandas

who taught him kung fu.

Mr. Bill Baxter,

no home and one shoe

but he certainly caused

quite a hullabuloo.

P.S- I'm obsessed with this EP. Soooooo beautiful.