"Prompt:
Write another poem following the same prompt as last time."
It was a long, cold winter
And the bears were fast asleep
But one of them just couldn't,
Even if he counted sheep.
This little bear, his name was Joe,
and Joe the Bear, well, he loved the snow.
He wasn't like the others, no
He was very odd
And no one knew why Joe instead liked
Cold instead of hot.
He'd stay inside when the weather got nice,
And munch on a whole bucket of ice.
He'd run outside when it began to rain
In hopes of feeling cold again.
No one understood him until one day,
When Joe had wandered off
To find a place to play.
He fell into a pit
And that was it
Of our dear little Joe the Bear.
Now that goes to show that if you play
In the snow,
You might fall in a pit of despair
And end up like our cold, little friend
That silly, Joe the Bear.
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Creative Writing: All of the short stories I wrote in my senior year of college
Short Story[Published originally on April 29th, 2021] Here is a compilation of all of the written works I did while in my Creative Writing course in college. I haven't edited any of them, just uploaded straight from their original documents. Some are funny, so...
