Yes, I did it, and I'm sure there is a good reason why. But at four years old, I wasn't quite prepared to formulate my defense. So the writing was on the wall. It was on my arms and legs, too, if that counts for extra credit. All in bold, rich, lucsious red. . . .lipstick.
Join me at An Army of Ermas for the police report.
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Click any letter for a look at my prize-winning essay from the Erma Bombeck Writing Competition. You don't even have to buy a vowel.
2 comments:
My tool of choice was crayons, blue, green and red.
Lots of lines but nothing to say!
;)
Ralph, some days that's how my writing goes even now! :)
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