Contains of both Daily Writing Prompts and RagTag Daily Prompts.
Give me mercy
Give me mercy because my heart goes topsy-turvy
I didn’t know it would turn this way
You got that something that I can’t describe
Your smile and your lovely eyes gives me butterflies
Give me mercy and I quit cold turkey
But it’s too late and I feel a little perky
There are many fish in the sea but I just want to flee
Give me mercy and I promise I kneel
I think you do it on purpose to make me wordless
But you can’t get me because I’m already at your mercy
I’m picky in clothing, in what I eat, choosing an occupation and especially particular in what kind of people I become friends with.
Mushroom ick
Mushrooms here mushrooms there, why must they be everywhere?
Mushrooms on a pizza, mushrooms in a salad, why stick it anywhere?
One taste was enough and now I feel the mushroom ick
I don’t eat it so don’t make me and if you add it, I take it away
Mushroom is not the only food I don’t like but that is the worst
If I see mushroom on the menu, it makes me ick
Give any food I like and put mushroom, it will make me sick
Nothing will make me eat them, even if the world ended
Don’t feel offended, mushrooms just makes me ick
In my world 