Joe was off to the plant.
He moved so fast you’d think there were ants in his pants.
When he got there the parking lot was bare.
He realized it was Sunday and he did swear.
He could have slept in, then he grinned, and off he drove fast as the wind.
When he got home, he went back to bed and slept all day … like the dead.
© Susan Zutautas 2020
This was written for the Six Sentence Story challenge over at GirlieOnTheEdge’s Blog.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
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PROMPT WORD: PLANT