3 June 2012
I've done quite a lot of things, Considered worthy of this list, I've ridden in hot-air balloons, So high I'm shrouded in the mist. I've travelled the world- or most of it, And been on ferry boats, I've road-tripped round Australia, And worn Parisian coats. I'm lucky that I've done all this, I appreciate I am, From out-there Cypriot plate-dancing, To mundanity like holding a lamb. I live deep in the countryside, I see wealth every single day, But I'm well aware I've missed things out: So before I die, I may:
Ride a big, grey elephant, Visit Prague one day, Turn my French to fluency, So I'll know how to say...
Have one whole day in a library, With nothing but the books, May sound boring, not to me! Can't wait to get my hooks...
Write a novel and have it seen, Published would be the best, Make a treehouse by myself, That would be a test...
Be an actress might be one, Depends on my exams, Learn a proper magic trick, Without saying 'Alekazam'...
Snuggle in a king size bed, With my sister next to me, And manage a proper, full night's sleep, Sleep-talk and snore-free...
Buy my parents presents, And gift my siblings too, Hold an Opussian convention, Where I could meet YOU.
Bucket List. • Opuss № I