It’s time once again for Friday Fictioneers.
This is the photo prompt and my take.
Bet you’re wondering how I ended up here.
It was that little snot Petey and his lackluster efforts in watering the endive plants. One job and he failed miserably.
Well, after being told week after week that he was doing a lousy job, he’d finally found some gumption (ill-placed though it was) and hung me out to dry. What a master twit he turned out to be!
Here I am; I have no arms to pull myself up, no legs to jump down. Guess I’ll be here till the real thing comes along.
What an unfortunate situation this is!
NAR © 2023
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This is “Until The Real Thing Comes Along” by The Billie Holiday:
The Elephant's Trunk 
So clever, Nancy! Love the picture.
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Thanks so much, KK.
It’s a good photo prompt.
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I hope the real things comes along soon. A clever story!
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Thanks, Brenda!
I think we all hope for the real thing.
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Oh dear, poor little watering can. Stuck watching, unable to function, what a life !
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I have a pretty good feeling our watering can is a lot stronger than she’s letting on!
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Haha..creative POV.
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Thanks, Dawn!
Sometimes we just have to shoot from the hip!
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Oh, I do hope ‘the real thing comes along’ very soon. Poor little thing. I love the voice in this. That’s one very cranky watering can.
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Cranky is right …. and with good reason!
Thanks for your thoughts today, Margaret.
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Dear Nancy,
A clever melding of two prompts. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks so much, Rochelle!
I love a good challenge.
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Underappreciated and hung out to dry. Such is the life of the humble watering can.
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Tell me about it, sister!
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❤
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Ah, waiting for the real thing. Will we know what’s real if it appears?
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Probably not! Good point, James.
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cute story. never left me hanging. well done. 🙂
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Thanks so much.
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What a fun and clever story, Nancy 🙂 Poor waterpot.
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Thanks so much.
Left hanging like that. Damn shame!
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So clever 🙌😄
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Thank you!
This was very therapeutic for me. LOL!
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😂😂 Totally unexpected POV! You clever thing, you!
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Thanks so much, Liz!
It’s an autobiography. LOL!!
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“This is it, just a little bit more to climb and I’ll be out of here. I’m not going to sit on the fence any longer”.
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Ooh! You got that right, Glyn!
I’m loving these comments today!
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Oh dear!
That was indeed a very strange photo. Thought it was a shot of the invisible man.
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It is a strange one.
I pulled something out of my non-fiction hat
and added a fair amount of symbolism and metaphors!
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Nicely done!
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I never imagined myself feeling sorry for a watering can!
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That’s because you read between the ivy vines
and discovered the hidden identity of the watering can.
At least that’s what you should tell people! 😂
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Hah! Very unfortunate.
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And that’s just part of the story!
People are such assholes sometimes.
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😛
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This is one ticked off can!
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Very badly 😉
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Cracked me. A talking watering can with attitude. Whatever next! Good morning, sis!
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Overflowing with attitude,
dripping with sarcasm.
Good morning, sis.
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Haha! Well and truly watering canned. 😂
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This is righteous indignation, Les!
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