Yesterday’s prompt: Write a ‘plus one’ poem.
‘Yourself and plus one’
The invite kindly suggests
In it’s snaky, curly font,
Between the lines saying
That if the ‘plus’ isn’t a partner
Or an approved mutual friend,
They a) already despise them
Or b) bear no ill will just yet
But dread you bringing one who’s
‘Alright when you get to know ‘em’
Cementing their cold decision
That they’d still rather not.
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