With words as ancient as the stone I stand upon
I raise a mountain from the sea
With a voice of thunder that calms the wind
I whisper of forgotten mysteries
Chocolate!
I mustn't forget chocolate
Or biscuits and cheese
And let's face it where would this world be without a cup of tea
So yes where was I
Oh yes ancient words
mountains from the sea
Voice of thunder
Forgotten mysteries
Ahem....
This land is my land and I am the heart of it
Beating in furious tectonic rhythm
Do not defy the will of me
For my depths of strength are deeper than the tempestuous sea
Oh bugger, I also need rhubarb
Nothing like a rhubarb crumble
To ease that little belly rumble
And while I think about my food
I also love steak and kidney pud
Right, anyway, as I was saying
You dare to challenge me in your childlike ways?
You are but a grain of sand
Easily trapped within the palm of my hand
You are nothing say I
And I am marmite!
I almost forgot marmite
I can't be leaving out the best bit
Even though some people don't like it
You know what?
I think this is the end
So now for something completely different.....
Stop that now..........Silly person................ Shh.........
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Author:
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You forgot the Roast Beef, Yorkshire Pudding covered in onion gravy SC.
Good fun write.
Andy
Thanks GF. The list goes on and on
A definite odour of a late parrot pervades the whole post saxon.
Bluddy good fun write m8.
Thanks Dusk. Glad you liked it
'no dear poet, let your creativity roam free
like the custard, you forgot...'
said Zeus, with a rumbling sky of thunderous delight
Or Angel delight indeed!
Garn - it's got Passion 'n Power 'n ...'n... 'n ...'n - yeh, all of that....
😊 😉 😊
Cheers Dave haha
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