When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out?

In these posts, a prompter dwells,
With questions that ring like clanging bells.
Annoying child of the daily prompt,
With queries that leave us all nonplussed.

With each new day, a question strange,
Leaves us wondering, “What’s the range?”
In the land of prompts, he reigns supreme,
Annoying us all, or so it seems.

But in his quest for prompts bizarre,
He shines a light on just how far,
Imagination’s bounds cannot stretch,
Even when his reworded questions etch.

So here’s to him, the prompter wild,
Annoying, yes, but still beguiled,
With creativity’s death at an endless stream,
Even if it feels like a fever dream.

What a fucking depressing blogging week!