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Architectural Memories

Architectural Memories

God wanted some housing - a wing for angels,
Jesus was 2020 now but would do carpentry,
a new prison was required for an ageing devil, 
I was told: 'If you keep price down, it's a golden gavel.'

'We rather liked the swinging gardens of Babylon,
perhaps you could include that in your design,'
I said: 'Listen mate, how much money have you got?'
Didn't remember whom I was talking to, I forgot.

'We also like the opera house, it reminded us
of the lovely curves of Eve's breasts, she was best,
Gabriel suggested a raffle to help the finances,
like they did when they found difficult circumstances.

The Queen and God carried no money you see,
however, I wondered how I was going to get my fee.

 

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Pratibha Savani

??? I love the last line!! With that verse!! How you gona get your fee from immortal gods!!? I love this so much fun to read fiction fantasy!!
BrillosBrilliantly penned. Px?

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Terry Reeves

Thanks P - I thought that we should start writing about some lighter subjects now.
Love,
T.
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Marion

Lol...love this Terry...fabulous write ???

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Being Me

??????. Sooo pinned!  Oh this made me laugh! I love, love, love this. Thank you very much for brightening up the day. Brilliant ??????? x

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Terry Reeves

Thanks Tina - you are very kind.
Love,
Terry.
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