Speculative

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In ‘Thought’s of think’ ?❤️

In ‘Thought’s of think’ ?❤️

Well I sat myself down with my phone in my hand
I was ready for some ‘Me time’
just like I...

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Hall of Mirrors Tumbling

Suspicions ripple from a disturbing babbling spring
Cries fume up from the green blood of slashed...

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THE LIGHT

O the blessed relief that attends,
Dawns sweet breath of exalted life,
That, from his divine...

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Harmonization and...

with natural binaural and visual ambience...

Harmonization and synchronization

courtesy bumblebee pollinating clover

Diaphanous wings yield live airplay
vibrations...

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So much to live for....

So much to live for...

I’ve so much to live for,
As my life’s truly great,
From my...

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I will never forget 2020

I will never forget 2020

What a difference a year can be
On this date in 2019 I was on a mahoosive luxury ship you see...

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Mother Duck ??

Mother Duck ??

Our Muscovy mother
she is attentive and caring
as corn is scattered from a scoop she makes...

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Repast for June 13th, 2020...

Repast for June 13th, 2020...

(and countless provender
scores of years gone by)...
to partake larding refrigerator...

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Bedlam and mayhem in the...

Bedlam and mayhem in the mistress's boudoir

(Nsync with variations on a theme:
various and sundry
pseudo lurid fictitious escapades)...

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Food. food fantastical food...

Food. food fantastical food !!!?

Oodles of noodles and puff pastry pork pies sweet apple strudels and skinny french fries
Smoked...

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Mr. Mole ?

Mr. Mole ?

A labour of velvety moles dwell in the ground
Sows, Boars with baby pups sleep safe and sound...

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A Nation’s Pride and Glories

A Nation’s Pride and Glories

Historical monuments are a nations pride and glories
Signs of those bygone times that tells us past...

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Into the 11th week we roam

Coronavirus week 10 done

Into week 11 we roam....

Into week 11 we roam,
From week 10 in isolation, Only 2 more weeks...

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Doorways Of Opportune

Doorways Of Opportune

Depths of darkness amidst doorways to negativity
Three archways to choose between but which one...

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The Elusive Cuckoo

The Elusive Cuckoo

They do say that in the month of June the elusive Cuckoo bird forgets his tune
Well I can tell you...

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The Top Of The Peak

Think who you support when ye shout, he is marvelous
Feel who thee trust when thou sayth, he is our...

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A fortune of food ?

A fortune of food ?

What can one do with boredom ?
Twiddle your fingers and twirl two thumbs
Banging beats on a...