The ghost of Mark Twain stepped out on Meilori’s stage.
“I come not to praise Caesar, ah, Lee Bird but to bash him. Bash him about like a juggler in his fancy
brown jacket tossing up crystal birds.
‘Course if they were live birds, he
might have started out with a fine white jacket like mine!”
Mark lit a cigar. “Look
at this here picture of Lee as a juggler.
Underneath it you could put the caption: “You know maybe I should have trained for this before I walked out here.”
Underneath it you could put the caption: “You know maybe I should have trained for this before I walked out here.”
“Some folks praise Lee for starting the A to Z Challenge. Why the man only did it ‘cause he flat ran
out of ideas for his own posts
and thought he could swipe some of yours, don’t you know? Now, folks ask me if a post by Lee Bird is worth two in the bush.”
and thought he could swipe some of yours, don’t you know? Now, folks ask me if a post by Lee Bird is worth two in the bush.”
Mark blew out a smoke ring.
“Well, if you’re talking the Australian Bush, it sure is! Those dang kangaroos are a tough audience!”
“Now, if any of you out there dream you are a juggler like
Lee Bird, and you happen to wear false teeth,
you might not like what you see when you open your eyes. But I must be off. I’m auditioning to play Lee in the documentary of his life! Who better?
{220 words}you might not like what you see when you open your eyes. But I must be off. I’m auditioning to play Lee in the documentary of his life! Who better?
(Combining the 80 words for the 4 questions, the 100 words for the flash fiction, and the 40 words allowed for the caption.)



