The prompt today was to find a poem and then rewrite it, using an opposite word for every word. After spending a long day away from paper and pencil, I followed the prompt, but in a very elementary way. Opposites are hard, forgive me.
That big birdie left a desert.
That big birdie flew away.
That big birdie lacked a fish.
That big birdie enjoyed plenty.
But, that big birdie sang eew, eew, eew,
No way from nowhere.
