Here’s one for this week’s Poets and Storytellers United request to use cliché constructively in poetry or prose.
Sevenling (she hoped he’d)
She hoped he’d be both tall and dark,
maybe even handsome. She knew
she’d settle for two out of three.
She searched both high and low.
The guy she found was short and
pallid, but loved her madly.
The odds makers went nuts.
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Not familiar with the Sevenling form? Read all about it HERE
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P&S United ~ Scribble #6
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Scrambled, Not Fried 
You packed them into that sevenling, Ron, no mean feat!
Oh that last line made me smile 🙂
Oh, that’s a good one! (And btw is the story of my life, lol.)
Love this ~~ oddsmakers going nuts is perfect.
Love your humorous sevenling (and thanks for introducing me to that).
What are the odds or finding someone that truly loves you. I’d say she won the game!
This is absolutely brilliant!💝 It’s a difficult thing to pack so much depth in a Sevenling. Kudos 🙂
You made me smile. I know people, who are still waiting for that “tall, dark and handsome” prince charming. 🙂 Like the Sevenling form, too.
Odds makers be damned! She definitely got the better end of the stick. And she knows it, too.
Being loved madly for the win! LOL, they can keep stepladders and sunscreen on hand to deal with the rest.
The last line is a charm. You mads me smile
Happy Wednesday Ron
Much💝love
Giggles…love the twist of odds.. She got two for sure
I laughed out loud reading this! Outward appearance is of course is but the initial attraction whilst the true person is deeper inside.
Let’s hope she made the right choice! 🙂
Here’s to those among us making the odds makers nuts. Cheers!
So much for betting on a sure thing! 🙂