Creative Writing Prompt #23
The Dog Ate My Poetry
We’ve all told little white lies to get out of something, to avoid hurting someone’s feelings, or to save our own butt.
Today, write a poem made up entirely of excuses. This can be a list-like poem. But the title should be leading, an allusion to what all of these “excuses” really mean, or what they have in common… if anything.


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