Everybody is posting about their New Year Resolutions and Goals for 2011 and stuff, so take a break from all the virtuous hopes and pledges and read my intention, which I have expressed in the form of a poem, as I am all about culture:
Forget the Change
by Marian Allen
With twenty-eleven arriving
a second past midnight today,
I promise to not do more striving
but make what I do do to pay.
I haven’t got much in submission
although I have stories galore.
To boost my financial condition
I plan to submit and sell more.
So come on in, 2-0-1-1, be prosperous and sunny.
Forget the change, just bring to me some long green folding money.
WRITING PROMPT: Someone goes to a New Year’s Eve party and meets the personification of the Old Year. What does he/she say to the old dude?