Hardly ever bathed, smelled like a skunk,
The lowest of lows he sunk.
A miracle brought him out of his funk,
After hitting his head on the bunk,
Sobriety came from that clunk,
Who'd of thunk he'd become a monk.
This is my entry for the ZapFic Writing Contest for Week 97 using the prompt: monk. ZapFic is a very short story that is written in 240 characters or less using the weekly prompt. This fun contest was created by @felt.buzz. To find out how you can enter, please go here.
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