For some reason

I had a compulsion,

From my little prison,

To write some fiction

Using the diction

of Adam Sandler’s Cajun minion.

What a desecration

Of words held so often in jubilation!

Yet, I wait in anticipation

For the next line in my creation.

Without great satisfaction,

For I have lost traction,

And now have to cease without proper action.

The End

Colleen Sohn