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On crisp winter’s morning –
Nearing on to Christmas Day –
Everything was silent,
But for a lone horse’s neigh.
“Nay. Quiet now Beauty,
We have quarry for to prey,”
Was said in a whisper
By the highwayman, Dray.
The coach – it approach-ed
None on board was aware,
Until “Stand and Deliver,”
Matthew Dray did declare.
A lady – she swooned,
And the dandy – he did quake,
Many were the entreaties
Those gentlefolk did make.
“Your purses now, please,”
Said the blaggard – pleas ignoring,
The driver sat silent – his options exploring.
Then as swift as it had started,
It now was all done,
Dray rode off northwards,
With a wave of his gun.
Padre
Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip : homophones
The sets this week are:
nay – no
neigh – a horse’s cry
AND
plea – cries for help
please – good manners
Very creative and entertaining use of the prompts.
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Great use of the words . Well written 😊
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It shines, Padre, fair shines with good rhymes and a tale well-told. 🙂
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