Today we were asked to write a monologue of a dead person in the style of the Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters. I was inspired by listening to episode 339 of the podcast No Such Thing as a Fish to write about Ruth Belville. Ruth Belville I sold time to the good people of London As my father and mother before me. That twit, Mr. Wynne, thought to bring scandal upon me. He told the papers I used my "womanly wiles" To drum up business. The scoundrel failed to disclose that he was also selling time. Well, the joke's on him! Business increased what with my name being all over the papers. I sold time to the good people of London. I sold time until mine ran out.
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