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you're a ray of sunshine
with a zest for life
motivation slogans
comin' out your pipe

coverin' up your bruises
with a pink band-aid
excusin' all the madness
with some bad cliches

well you can go on
pilin' them blankets
on your little bed of lies
or grab a heapin' forkful
of some radical advice

it's just some
refrigerator magnet wisdom
for you to display
"instead of lemons
throw a grenade"

Rene ~ 2011



This was a Magpie Tales entry. Photo by Tess Kincaid. Tess assures all that no lemons were harmed in the making of this photo.

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  1. Fragrant LiarFebruary 28, 2011 at 10:13 PM

    Yikes! Make lemonade not pink mist!

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  2. UnknownFebruary 28, 2011 at 10:21 PM

    I hear you! Not advocating violence here...quite the opposite, actually.
    Bad, toxic, abusive relationships need to be nuked.

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  3. Kathe W.February 28, 2011 at 10:26 PM

    whew! I love what is coming out of this weeks photo!

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  4. Irish GumboFebruary 28, 2011 at 10:35 PM

    BOOM!

    This is grrrreat!!!

    Get it?

    HA!

    Glad to see you pulled the pin :)

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  5. JenFebruary 28, 2011 at 10:39 PM

    This is gnarly! And violence disguised as passion is awesome too. Sorry, I have been on the Charlie Sheen thing all day long and it really does rub off on you (me).

    Seriously, this was way cool.

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  6. Brian MillerFebruary 28, 2011 at 10:40 PM

    woohoo now you are talking! really who would do that to a lemon any way...smiles.

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  7. MaladyFebruary 28, 2011 at 11:15 PM

    Dude. That was awesome.

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  8. BAFebruary 28, 2011 at 11:52 PM

    You are so right about those toxic relationships. Love the way you described the abuse as being covered by a band aid.

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  9. Crayotic RamblingsMarch 1, 2011 at 12:08 AM

    Oh. HELL. Yes.

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  10. Casey FreelandMarch 1, 2011 at 1:15 AM

    I'm confused, scared and a little sad for that little guy. But, if you're going to murder something, I think a lemon is the way to go.

    Cheers,

    Casey

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  11. ReflectionsMarch 1, 2011 at 1:30 AM

    No lemonade stands here. You knocked this one out of the park!

    Go girl, squash them battered relationships.

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  12. spacedlawMarch 1, 2011 at 1:48 AM

    Whoohoo! The revolution is afoot! Well done.

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  13. anonMarch 1, 2011 at 2:37 AM

    Love it !

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  14. ElaineMarch 1, 2011 at 3:01 AM

    You're da bomb!

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  15. LouiseMarch 1, 2011 at 6:43 AM

    Clever, sharp take on the prompt!

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  16. ChrissyMarch 1, 2011 at 8:53 AM

    loved the fast paced flow here...it almost sounded like RAP lyrics...really neat and refreshing write

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  17. HelenMarch 1, 2011 at 9:10 AM

    You Go girl ... I be singin' this the whole day long .......

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  18. AndreasMarch 1, 2011 at 11:57 AM

    They say: life gives you lemons you make lemonade. I wonder how they'll put a positive spin on grenades coming your way.

    This really cracked me up! Thanks!

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  19. Brigid O'ConnorMarch 1, 2011 at 1:20 PM

    Spiky and real, great take on the prompt.

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  20. Tess KincaidMarch 1, 2011 at 3:41 PM

    Bad cliches is right. Gosh, don't I know it. Great write, Rene.

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  21. Kat MortensenMarch 1, 2011 at 4:19 PM

    Hear, hear! "comin' out your pipe" is one of a few great lines in this, Rene.

    Kat

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  22. ianMarch 1, 2011 at 6:14 PM

    another fine piece. i'm somewhat jealous of your way with words. you often write lines that make me curse for not having written them first.

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  23. Tumblewords:March 1, 2011 at 9:28 PM

    From the title to the last word, this piece sings and shines. Tasty with a touch of not-so-sweet.

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  24. MaggieMarch 1, 2011 at 11:07 PM

    It is rather cheery, until the end. Kaboom. : )

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  25. Everyday GoddessMarch 2, 2011 at 10:16 AM

    way to go, kaboom. excellent.

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  26. UnknownMarch 2, 2011 at 11:25 AM

    Throw a grenade...seriously made me laugh out loud. I finally found the response to this prompt that played hide and seek with me for days:
    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/03/02/ideal-afternoon/

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  27. TrellissimoMarch 2, 2011 at 11:52 AM

    Leaves one speechless!

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  28. EvalinnMarch 2, 2011 at 1:40 PM

    I like "forkful"!

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  29. FireblossomMarch 2, 2011 at 5:09 PM

    Yeah! Pitch it in there baby! heyyyyyyyy batta batta batta swing! LOL

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  30. JinksyMarch 3, 2011 at 8:33 AM

    Kaboom!!!

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  31. Madeleine Begun KaneMarch 4, 2011 at 2:18 AM

    Well said!

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  32. KavitaMarch 4, 2011 at 4:02 AM

    Now that was super friggin' awesome, Rene... Sour relationships give 'em lemons a bad name, I tell ya!

    Ohh.. I like forkful of radical advice!! Umm.. not taking it per-se... but the sound of it in this poem! :)

    A blast of a take on the prompt!!

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  33. Coloring Outside the LinesMarch 4, 2011 at 1:03 PM

    Seriously- you need to become a song writer.

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  34. HelenaMarch 4, 2011 at 2:38 PM

    That just blew me away.....

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