SCREAM!!!!
Her : Muum! Who put Scoob 'n Shag
in the Nutella jaaaaar?
Me: 😶
Her: And who put the jar by the front door?
(pause)
Are you getting rid of my stuff again?
Me: (Vigorous head shake)
Her: You CAAAN'T get rid of them! They're mine!
(Pause) Right! I'm taking them back to my room!
Me: ☝?!?
Her: But I DO! I still play with them.
Ok. I'll go and play with them now. See?
There! I still play with them!
(Walks off in a huff)
Me: Sigh!
Toffee for me coffee for you.
Drink toffee and tea read New points of Views
And what this all means on Buttercup Hills?
Is Frills are the things that help us all up
Bring bread buttercups, some plates,
paper pots
To wander these hills
Let's get off our thrones
Let's go get recharged from texting
and phones.
Those bothersome stone throws?
Make sure to bring chargers
then peel paper grapes for hours and hours
And ponder our certainties.
Swap Crypto Bored Apes
Trendzetters are neggZZt
Debating fake and true newzzZZ
Some scrunching of sounds -
'Cos it's time for a snooze.
Turn up loud radios. Let's go sing the blues
Flushing some down. Right down the pan
those Porcelain Pots are play for lots -
We're clearly all done once our
thrill hills are frilled,
Let's head out of doorsand
run up those hills
For several hours on Saturday morn
Will up ended sticks and clearly was done.
Will would not and wild not and could not reborn.
From too Will to no will they
Lived here no mourn
The Cavalry Calms - well they came a Round
At 6 past the 66 minutes of Sound
Dashing out doors from cupboards not floors
they all came a pouring froth
Teaspoons got mixed
They were on a mission to fix all those wills
So fast now approaching
the crossings of Palms
They ground to a halt surveying the lands -
The kitchen was finished had had quite enough!
Was done and was dusted, as trying for life
No longer a searching,
no heart now a fluttering.
Then sudden from lounge came
A Cavalcade of sounds
The lounge birds a chirping so cheerful Unbound
Their steady sounds aiming
straight for her core
Upon reaching their mark
Her soul came a shore
💙💙💙
Can we have a Frank?
...furter? 😂
No just a Frank
Frank what??
disco !
disco?
Yes a Frank disco
Whazzat???
Disco Zion of course!
Whaaa???
(Pause)
So well? Do tell. Can we?
'Course my love
No 'course my Frank
'Course my Frank
Let's have a Frank. Disco. Zion ok?
Haha! On course my love!
On course !
💓😄💓😃💓
Stay! With me. Please? Just for a bit? And stay!
Be Inspiralled with the Fantantic of antics
and stay be admiralled Knowing full well that
these here carssettes of apples and of pears,
Into two straightly lines might not neatly all
But instead fall into layers tall
And just like those waves that we like to put together
These too might undulate along
with a tune or two from a radio song
So with memories replete
these so-longs that come
Pulling us back together
Into our former
weather ways
Stay! Knowing that. At least not just yet. These right here Inspiralleds
Can not and would not, had not and could not be straightened away.
Or at least so it seems - Or at least not just yet don't try to
un-straighten the dues that befall those
Inspiralled by you!
Stay! Knowing that MEUS can change points of VEUS
So fine and so dandy am asking please stay!
And during these time warps let's Trope Talk today.
As we walk along these time lines
Inspiralled?
Let's play!
💜💜💜
M2W So. Do you? / I do!
Would you? / I would
Could you? / I could
Should you? / I should!
W2M So. Do we? / We do!
Would we? / We would
Should we? / We should
Could we? / We could
Well. That's Good!
The Fun fab four!
Standing at the Mansion Door
The gifted Three plus Fabulous one
Are out to hit the dance floor
Their tracks and music beats and tricks
their Trip Hop Reaching feats and seats so -
Let the trigonometry not stop
Don't let the Trip
Bop Hop
Stop
I'm garnish to this chewy bread
Sourdough me oh pretty please
And sprinkle on some salt sea tease!
Salty sea tease? I hear you say
Yes! Upon my allium ways
Align them here 'pon said breads
Then add dashings of
sparkly green spreads👌
Who is the fairest of them all?
YOU of course are
Cuppsow Beanz!
With curlers perched
your Cotyledon lean
You are the star of
today's show
So please step out
it's time to glow!
Hodling me back you turn me all black
Telling me sidelined is you being kind
Claim that it's great to hold yet not hodl,
that being this cold it's good not to codl
And so as you continue hodling me back
without being brave ever having my back
Telling me always to stand back admire
Admire the mire now brewing within?
That's really just foolish a pointless unseen
And yet within darkness I notice the light
determined to swim or maybe take flight?
But just then the younger child -
calls out to me. She's waiting. Impatient.
She breaks my reverie:
"Mum please do let's hurry,
we've got to go now!
It's time to get my hair trimmed
Let's not make
Hairdresser frown!"
Seek first in your neighbours all that is good
Give back to those neighbours:
the good with the good!
But beware the others. The opportunistycs
They rush in devour - are up to false good.
To those that will claim that ALL are 'ways "Good?"
is beyond a jest.
Annoying at best.
To those that will claim to mix false with the good?
my warning to you is the following refrain:
Beware as some try for a slice of your pie
The ones that you baked with your heart, soul and mind
Some will try take unaware unimproved.
Their intentions unreal false. Up to no good!
And should you to decide to give one more chance
And sometimes those chances reach three score and ten?
Then there'll come a day you think:
"No! Not again!"
On said same day you may decide to just. Stop.
Stop and stay calm. As calm as a clam.
As you remain indifferent. Unmoved yet unbland.
Stop and observe! Their intentions unfooled
for you will bear witness to their false sense of good.
So what's to be done?
Step away and just run?
In that lies no fun with plans long begun.
So best step away for brief,
Cuppso breaks.
Then set new purple boundary
On these here old mistakes.
💜💜💜
Wash it with Soap! Wash it with Soap
If you can find it then:
there is still hope!
Hope is the clue! Hope is the clue.
Hope's what we need
For me and for you!
Haven't a clue
Haven't have you?
Just learn from remoated
The soap has been coated
'Cos soap is the key
Soap's what is needed 2x
for you and for me.
When swimming around in
Greying and blanded
I Look to the Seaking
And find hope
in keyring
The Outlook last week?
Both Sunny and Bleak
And gazing within
Solow personally
I took a step back
As you dashed off it seemed
To catch and to seek
To seek and to find
I chose to unblind
I choose not to move
I seem to hold back...
As the the weather turned black
I gazed on then in.
Deep in in deep
Am seeking your hand
Holding me back
I reach for your mind
Amid what AMAI feeling?
Torrential Isle of ewes
This is me. That you see.
On a Baalacking week
Here I stand
Standing.
Baaside
Standing baaside
A baalacking tree
This is Rice
His golden man gams be Breezin' fast!
Down da movin' aisle,
'Cos he' is in training
In luxurious comfortin'
unbleached cotton fan lovin' style.
Dem Toes a painted,
Dem knuckles a grated,
A mated wit mine
Over wine?
Oh Nope!
This time over a bar
o' soap
