A legend makes a good story.
To win a ten-dollar bet,
Hemingway wrote a six-word story.

“For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.”

Peter- a pondering mind – wrote another:

Less painful and poignant, here’s mine

     

   Seagull swoops.     

    Off go

    my chips.  

                                                                                                                                             

 

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