NOODLE PROMPT/DEALING WITH CRITICISM
You’re Wrong Again
I know because I’m always right
You’re wrong, you know, I told you so, and I’ll tell you so again. I’m always right, so let’s not fight, you’re lucky I’m your friend.
If you didn’t have me, how would you see, how mistaken you are today? You’re wrong, of course and I love this horse, she said as they pranced away.
In great detail, as she set sail, I attempted to make my case. I’ve no time now, my dear mevrouw she said and spat in my face.
So I went on home, where I live alone, and picked up paper and pen. I’m often wrong, I wrote in a song, And laughed at myself again.
I’ve heard it tell that living well is really the best revenge. So I sing and dance and take the chance that my joy will attract new friends.
Writing Prompt: Dealing with criticism
My poem is in response to the prompt in this poem:
