Oohh, something spiritual again, Orchi?
Maybe 'deep', thoughtful, philosophical ,etc?
Summat of vital importance maybe?
Nope! Well, it may be of interest
Pondering a few mysteries of life here
Such as - If there is a fire, how do we get out
If Fire Doors say 'keep closed at all times'?
And have they found Bill Posters yet?
Or his relative Bill Stickers?
They are gonna be prosecuted
But it don't say what for?
Can't understand that!
And what is the longest word?
That hippo-wotsit word? Or Supercala.....
I dunno wot it means!
Nope - it's 'smiles'
Cos there is a sMILEs between beginning and end
And now - the unfathomable
Fido - does he even exist?
A talking, reading dog
Who knows 99% of what there is to know.
What bit don't he know? The 1%.
And why say 5 words
When 30 will do?
Ain't no charge for words, or is there?
How much does a vowel cost? And a consonant?
And is waffle free?
I'll leave ya to figure these out
And any other mysteries ya may know
Along these lines
And - was you there in 1066?
In person I mean!
Heehee
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: A poem in no metre at all! Some batty barminess for the weekend. The sun got to me! lol.
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You know I was there in 1066 and you didn't understand hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia then and obviously have the unbelievable oversimplification of conceptualisation of the illuminati's artificiality of irreversibility of decriminalisation of disproportionality now.
Andy
Thanks Gold lol. A crystal clear comment of gobbledegook!
You are more cuckoo than a Bavarian clock Mr O .. and hey, get this .. I'm qualified to make that judgement, even from this distance ... I did enjoy your entertaining no metered non hymn post today though .. so maybe .. I might let you off lightly ................................................... perhaps 🙂
Thanks Neville. I might sing even this!
This is the sort of thing I do in my mad moments: I was employed to clean electric chairs used for executions. I used a bucket of water, but forgot to unplug the chair. Doh! Call me 'Frazzled'.
Wot a load of unmitigated cobblers, an indescribably ‘orrible piece of bull s..t…..don’t go near your hymns ever again Orchi; spew that stuff out every couple of days and give ‘em all a run for their money……… Kudos.
Thanks Dave. It's a fair old waffle!
Ain't no charge for word? We should charge you for our reading this. And yes you've been out in the Sun. You must be burnt to a crisp Orchi. ; )
Good one. Thank you for making my day more enjoyable.
Thanks Trenz.
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