Friday, October 30, 2015

Cavalcade of Cliché, 22

(A parade of words and phrases eligible for retirement.


So I woke up in hell—not a total surprise
To find out what a place I am in.
In the distance—Medusa—I knew her by sight,
And of course she was ugly as sin.

“You’re attractive,” I told her. (No harm in a lie?
But attractive? Of course she was not.)
But I didn’t deceive her with this in the flames:
“Oh, Medusa, your snake look’s so hot!”

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