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Flashing of scarlet, As the buses glide by. People milling in colourful clothes, And on the lustrous grass they lie. Red, blue and white, The object of our rants.
Congratulations, Your Majesty, on 60 incredible years on the throne.
West India Dock, pageant ends. Boat is filling up with friends. Some had been there from the start. Dressing up to play their part. Others drove and joined us late. To make the atmosphere so great.
Oh my gosh I'm number two. I really have no idea what to do. I woke up miserable didn't have a clue That I'd made it to number two.
This is one I wrote for jubilee. It is highlighting what jubilee should be about. Look it up. You can read more about in Leviticus. 25:10 to 25:15, or ignore it as I know some might.
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...
I'll ask the question, Why leelee, Does your profile pic, Have a death star tree. Your clever twists, And such wise words, Make us follow you, In greater herds.
(I know this is late on your end) Oh happy day. Unfurl the banners, see how their gay colors do swish and sway. Bang the drums, No more glums on non sorrow Monday.
About last night. What a sorry sight. For my birthday bash. We all got lashed. Fun was had by all. Apart from my ankle, post fall. Lots of cards I had. My presents were rad. The wine was a flowing.
the fireworks begin. thundering through the night. flashes and pops of sparkling light. brilliance reflecting through the night sky. leaving the images in one's closed eye.
Opussians gathered on the shore Reflecting on the night before Fighting over, battle done Body bruised but man.
As some of you might know from reading past Opuss' of mine, I am the guitarist of a band called The Illuminati Funk Unit.
Rejoice and sing.
Fellow fans of stories, jokes & plays, I've now had Opuss 8 fun days... Fifty followers have rated me, Thankyou all, sincerely. Your support means a lot For now I see I don't write rot.
I see the lights, Fade to black, And I see the people, Oh how they clap, And I see the winners, Marching to the music, And I see the losers, And they're making it.