January 10, 2011

Microfiction Monday #65: Ballad with Moth-man

Image via StonyRiver.ie

"That's terribly weird!! 
Where on earth did all men run,
that she's so desperate for a ballad with a moth-man?"



11 comments:

Lisa Ricard Claro said...

Desperate times call for desperate measures! I suppose she decided that a mothman was better than no man at all! LOL Good microfiction!

Peggy said...

No accounting for taste.
She obviously perfers the giant metal man!
Good!

Sylvia K said...

Hmmmm take what we can get, I suppose!! Great microfiction for the day!!

Sylvia

Rekha said...

Sometimes imagined heroes are far better than reality... ;)very nice

Unknown said...

Ah, but his "super powers" will make it all worthwhile, hee hee.

Anonymous said...

Let's hope things look up for her. LOL! No pun intended ;O)

hope said...

Well, this is a prime example of to each his/her own. :) Good one!

Anonymous said...

"You can never account for taste", my mother used to say. Guess she was right after all! Good one.
Have a great week. Cheers.

Diane said...

I guess she really is desperate.... :O)

Karen said...

Love that its a ballad she's desparate for! :>

RNSANE said...

Well, maybe he has a mesmerizing voice!