Writing Prompt
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Prompt
switch
witch
twitch
Write a story or poem featuring these three rhyming words
Writings
I decided to make the switch
When told I could change with a twitch.
I really didn’t know which was which
That would change me to a witch.
Was the nose the thing to twitch
Or would that create a glitch
And turn me into a bitch
Instead of the desired witch?
In the end it went without a glitch
Like throwing a perfect pitch.
And here I am…a witch!
It was the nose one has to twitch....
I can’t believe I trusted Alice of all people with my love life.
But looks like I have to, seeing as the result of that
Decision has lead me to a date with a witch at Chili’s.
Why did I do this? I know Alex plays switch and tease with other peoples lives, why did I think I would be any different?
I don’t know, just thought she took my obvious flinches and twitches at the mere mention of
monster...
I wish we could have switched
Palsy fingers on me
The witch no one liked
Soured on drink and limes
All anyone could see was a twitch
And yet he wouldn’t stop
Traded around for the life of the party
No one cared for the witch
Or the twitch
I just wanted to switch
I still feel the twitch
If i think too hard
Ill always be that witch
Passed around
People see the twitch
No one cares for a witch...
Stellen sighed as he made his way to his basement, flipping the light switch as he went. It was the middle of the night. The Norwegian was exhausted from not sleeping much the last few days. He had been refraining from using magic for a bit and it was defiantly starting to take its effect on him. Stellan was a witch after all and knew the importance of using his gift. He knew that not using magic ...
Do you ever feel a slight twitch? A twitch you wish a witch could turn off like a switch.
I used to be that witches annoying itch, so she broke me up, then she stitched me up like a doll.
Hangs me up, upon a wall, from the neck. No, not any normal noose, barbed wire and it’s not in any possible way loose.
I just wish she could show me some mercy, my body just tires from the bloodbath. But there’s ...
“What do you mean there was a switch in seats. I have to sit by the window. I always sit by the window.”
I put up a hand to calm my husband. It was always difficult to get him to fly but today had just been on disaster after another. Now the airline is telling us all the seating has been changed. I knew I’d be lucky to get him on the plane.
“Harold, please calm down. I’ll talk to the attendant a...