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5 minute freewrite: pip

Gladys Knight and the... he's a real... pipsqueak. Aren't pips the little seeds in certain fruits? It's a funny little word, fairly evocative, reminds me of some of the little turds in my care at the preschool. Or when something really uncomfortable goes down, like "I went to the dentist for a cleaning and it was a real pip." Wasn't one of the hobbits in Frodo's company called Pippen? Not Pip. Scotty. Scotty Pippin. Pippen. Pippity Pop. Just read on fb that Miss Tiggy Winkle's Toys will be closing, and that's a real pip, too. Where do peoplee by toys? Target and walmart I guess. It's a sad time. I hope Yikes stays open. And Mildred and Dildred. But that's perhaps part of the reason Miss Tiggywinkle's hasn't done so well. Where does that leave the International Children's Film Festival, sponsored for its first inaugural years (x2) by Miss Tiggy Winkle's and The Loft? Perhaps The Loft has enough steam on its own to keep it going, or Mildred and Dildred's or Yikes will step up. But seriously, bring it back to pip. What color is a pip? Small and black and shiny, like a tiny hardcase beetle inside a strawberry. A pip is NOT like a strawberry seed, which rides the back of its ripe red fruit. A pip is more like the little poppy-seedish seeds inside a kiwi fruit. You say pip singular but I don't imagine pips residing alone. A drove of pips. A clutch of pips. Snip snap snout, this tale's told out.

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auntie m said…
You used pip in a comment you made on one of my Facebooks statuses and I wasn't sure what you meant. this clarifies it.

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