Prompt: Ten minute free write.
Ten minutes of writing…ah, simply done, but first I must take my ol’ duchess a cup of Rosy Lee in bed, up the apple and pears, before I ‘ave a jimmy riddle, and make my call back ‘ome on the dog and bone. Got myself a stormin’ ‘eadache goin’ on in the ol’ loaf and bread, me own fault, got Brahms and Liszt last night. ‘mericas a funny ol’ place, cold tea, iced, can yer imagine!
Them neighours we ‘ave, what a pen and ink comes outta that ‘ouse! Must eat Ruby Murray every night. But then my ol’ dutch finks its some weird plant, medical, she says, what the ‘ell, I sez, stickin’ out me ol’ salmon and trout! Ok, so I better stop the rabbiting and get me in my ball and chalk, before I gets to ‘ear the next darby and joan coming down them apples and pears…ten minutes, ah well, I’ll be letting you folks have a butcher’s hook at it while I get myself into them daisy roots!