Vegas Ad Nauseum
Virulent strip of debauchery, I answered with a hiss, wrapped up iN
Excessive loss, addiction and broken dreams, finished with A
Gigantic, gaudy bow! I thought I was coming down with the flU
As my poor husband excitedly asked me how I liked VegaS.
Surprised by my mood, (maybe too much of a good thing?) I tried to apologizE,
And I thanked him again for the trip. Feeling nauseated, I picked at my tiramisU.
Days later, we realized pregnancy was to blame for my nausea and criticisM!
*Needless to say, we have never visited Vegas again.
Written 5/28/20 for Joseph May’s
Double Double Words to Bubble Contest
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2020
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