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This poem was written by yet another friend, now sadly gone too. I think its worth reading, he was quite a character.........
Once upon a time there was a penguin called Bob III. He was fat and moved as fast as a snail, so he usually got the S41 bus. He could only waddle as long as he had his Segway in case he got stuck.
Day one. Today was probably the worst day of my life. I was shopping in London with my amazing friends Maisie and Ellie when we spotted this girl from our school.
"I don't know what London's coming to—the higher the buildings the lower the morals." Noël Coward 1899-1973. Most of the time I'll refer to where I live as "the city within a city".
Today I lost my greatest friend, Her life is moving on To uni in the mainland, That young dreamer from Hong Kong. How will she cope in London That naïve bundle of joy.
It was twilight. They had just finished their meal at a restaurant that overlooked the Thames.
Its bonfire night, so dark yet so bright, the sky is alight; what a glorious sight. Orange and red and white at great height, a flash then a bang: sound’s slower than light.
A Harrods bag was seen one day. Discarded in the street. Upon first glance it seemed to hold. Some cheeses and some meat. A passer-by had noticed this. And soon he'd spread the word.
In the Sweet Silence of the Morning Clear- The Dew creeps back from whence it came. The Birds' morning-song chimes out like the peel of the distant Church Bell- Ringing out the Midnight Morn.
Having cleared away the rain London's sunny once again Let's have strawberries, lemonade Till the daylight starts to fade Then move on to evening's laughter Southeast city tropicana Having cleared...
Good Morning. A very happy if wet Sunday to you wherever you are. Last night was a relatively docile affair - Wayne's World and a couple of beers - but today promises to be bloody action packed.
Time. 16:45. I saw him for the first time. It was December. Ice cold. And there he lay outside the GAP store, under the display window. On Regents Street. He was curled up under a dirty white fur...
Yesterday I learned the importance of not sweating the small stuff. ---- I have been working hard for med school exams for weeks now.