To the top right of the picture there is a large white mass. It seems to be sailing forwards and upwards. A chariot, waiting for us to embark on an unknown journey...
Windy wind is all I see, power for my enemies, struggles for me. Flickering typos in those twisted vapours, A smiley just forming, The skies are such traitors
Chemistry rules people are fools and ruling the chemistry is what I call mystery Claude might say God and so might Cherie 'It's Omnium!' cries Jeating but I'd call that cheating and don't ask Don QuiScottie for he's clearly dotty So look up at Sean's sky and ask How and why? but if you offer an answer I'll call you a chancer
I never ask why Looking at Sean's sky. Just enjoy the view Far and always new. Grateful that I see Part of Germany Coming all the way To greet my Friday.
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I see a chariot to help us escape from...
Ah, thistime you do see what I did not see, so far. Please, tell me, CherryPie.
To the top right of the picture there is a large white mass. It seems to be sailing forwards and upwards. A chariot, waiting for us to embark on an unknown journey...
Hm. No. Where's my imagination disappeared to?
I think the best will be to my head on the pillow, and try again, tomorrow. :)
I see the stuff that was me,
dispersed into molecules
all floating free.
No worry, no nothing
hee, hee, hee...
Windy wind is all I see,
power for my enemies,
struggles for me.
Flickering typos
in those twisted vapours,
A smiley just forming,
The skies are such traitors
Evanescence...
CherryPie,
chariot waiting for us or not: certainly we are on an unknown journey.
Andrew,
and here is the rhyme for the second line: chemistry rules!
Don QuiScottie,
for sure the skies
are devils in disguise,
the windmills in the sky.
smiling typos asking Why,
betraying us, but otherwise ...
Claude,
... of life and beauty.
Thanks for the inspiration Sean:
Chemistry rules
people are fools
and ruling the chemistry
is what I call mystery
Claude might say God
and so might Cherie
'It's Omnium!' cries Jeating
but I'd call that cheating
and don't ask Don QuiScottie
for he's clearly dotty
So look up at Sean's sky
and ask How and why?
but if you offer an answer
I'll call you a chancer
I never ask why
Looking at Sean's sky.
Just enjoy the view
Far and always new.
Grateful that I see
Part of Germany
Coming all the way
To greet my Friday.
Today I'd like to fly away
and dance among the clouds
It's good up there, it's soft and light
and far from any crowds.
As it deeply hurts
not to find the proper words
to praise your art of smithery
in matters of fine poetry
I simply write: Thank you three. :)
[Running to hide under certain rocks of Seanhenge]
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