Day 127: 5 Minute Freewrite: Friday - Prompt: Sunburn
Sunburn
Yet he is still home sipping from his cup
He ran to his boat and put his hat on top
He remembered everything he was told by his pop
Hoping to catch fishes abundantly
He was told to go and fish early
But he woke up late and prepared everything hurriedly.
Get up early and success you shall earn
All he has now are regrets in his return
He went home with nothing but sunburn
That was awesome I love the poetry take. Bravo
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