Oh, Jeff... I love you...
entry for Raymond's flash fiction challenge
Oh, Jeff... I love you, too...
but my monthly bill is due
I thought you said that you care
but gentlemen never share!
Oh Jeff, I love you, I do,
but I doubt your love is true...
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Written for Raymond G. Taylor's Oh Jeff flash fiction challenge:
About the Creator
The daughter of silence
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Comments (9)
Please forgive the clumsy cut and paste. I would like to publish your entry (or entries) to the Oh-Jeff challenge in an upcoming book and of course need your permission to do so. Details are all here: https://samsonite-travel-offer.top/writers/oh-jeff-the-book%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/a%3E Thanks, Ray
Can be a true story. 😁
Short, snappy, and delightfully sassy! A playful twist on love and responsibility—poor Jeff doesn’t stand a chance against that bill!✨
Brilliant!
And her instincts are true. Loved your take on this challenge!
Loved your poem, Anna. Great challenge entry!
Sharing the cost of a bill is the sign of true love
Great flash fiction! Fun!💗💕💖
Wonderful flash fiction and great interpretation of the brief. Well done