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“The Ghost Snare: effort is confusing”
It’s now seven o’clock.
Someone in here reckons the elevator is working, and have tried to share a smoke between the others, but there was nothing behind the chair.
What did I watch after the poetry-slam video Valeriya shared?
That was Harry Enfield’s gay son. I’ll upload the five-minute and one second trailer, but real amazement I think, that only comes for three-minutes and ten-seconds.
https://youtu.be/_ajV8JJ6jYg
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Phantom2426 said:The politics system
Is broken we need fix
But the people that be
Our standing in the
way of our progress
So we must to do what need
To do to get the system
Back on track
Oh! What to do with those standing in the way of progress
how is someone identified as one of those in the way?
Who makes the decision as to who is standing in the way?
and most importantly
what do we precisely do with those judged to be in the way?
Didn't Stalin, Hitler and Mao to name a few, try just that?
Do you always answer a question with another question?
Who told you that was the case?
Anyhoo
Answers on a postcard to the usual address
Is broken we need fix
But the people that be
Our standing in the
way of our progress
So we must to do what need
To do to get the system
Back on track
Oh! What to do with those standing in the way of progress
how is someone identified as one of those in the way?
Who makes the decision as to who is standing in the way?
and most importantly
what do we precisely do with those judged to be in the way?
Didn't Stalin, Hitler and Mao to name a few, try just that?
Do you always answer a question with another question?
Who told you that was the case?
Anyhoo
Answers on a postcard to the usual address
David_Macleod said:
Oh! What to do with those standing in the way of progress
how is someone identified as one of those in the way?
Who makes the decision as to who is standing in the way?
and most importantly
what do we precisely do with those judged to be in the way?
Didn't Stalin, Hitler and Mao to name a few, try just that?
Do you always answer a question with another question?
Who told you that was the case?
Anyhoo
Answers on a postcard to the usual address
Question for a question
Who's progress do we speak of?
The ones who see themselves as progressive yet they retalliate against change. Don't mess with their "comfort"
The ones who SCREAM progress and display behavior they believe to be anarchistic
Most don't know the definition or the roots to it's cause
Oh! What to do with those standing in the way of progress
how is someone identified as one of those in the way?
Who makes the decision as to who is standing in the way?
and most importantly
what do we precisely do with those judged to be in the way?
Didn't Stalin, Hitler and Mao to name a few, try just that?
Do you always answer a question with another question?
Who told you that was the case?
Anyhoo
Answers on a postcard to the usual address
Question for a question
Who's progress do we speak of?
The ones who see themselves as progressive yet they retalliate against change. Don't mess with their "comfort"
The ones who SCREAM progress and display behavior they believe to be anarchistic
Most don't know the definition or the roots to it's cause
Anonymous
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“Official Deep Underground Riddler”
I’ve got a tiny black book without any lines on it
and have been thinking of you whilst I was having a quick shower
probably title your name
and say that there’s a note wrapped up in your knickers
I see you naked, laid on your back
on the bed
with those nipples erect
not with the thought parting ways
it will linger
like you spreading your legs
a flower opened its lips by fingers
And like a Snooze Dogg now I come sniffing
and get in a slow tongue movement on your clit
while I’m fondling some titty’s
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“Official Riddler Deep Underground”
It’s now 5:55am.
Have done a bit of tidying up; took a black bag down to the outside bin, und found that not so sly person.
I know it’s the young female who lives at number 13, putting her pizza boxes there.
I had got the numbers mixed up before, like my Chinese neighbour actually living at 15. But who cares?
I do, that’s why I’ll sit and stare at ya.
Don’t know what he has in his rubbish, and not pouring the liquid stuff down the drain, but after days of the bag being sat, until lifted, there’s a stain and the communal area steps have had to suffer the drip. It does stink.
Brown shoes are again sitting outside of the front door.
If I put my glasses on, I could be in some blue jeans, yellow and brown stripy top, I’m not sure. Hang on.
Feels like I’m mostly playing it with
the Smith family because we’re bored
so that is Monopoly
Some have rolled two white dots on the red dice
like you got on me
Give you fifteen bullets from the alphabet, gun and slippery trigger to pull it
so “GO SHOOT AT ME YEAH!”
But unlike Declan’s time compared us, I was never actually there once
like he picked up a card from his community chest
which said go to jail
ending right back up at square one
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“Deep Underground Official Riddler”
For the past week
I feel like I’ve been suffering with writers block
Trying to think of 26 letters
for an alphabet
and get out of a hole
And use the pen
toward my goal
and pray the ground doesn’t fall through
or move again
Say it about me without really seeing
I’ll automatically assume
someone else is neither getting too far
But I don’t until Tuesday
have to set an alarm
Jim Royal? My arse, that makes me laugh
because people never expected me to
move so fast
Like thinking back to the times in Darwen
that was a situation handled
because whatever Carol rolled me in that Rizla
nearly made my heart come to a stand still
Returning home and old junk
trying to be put into my boxes
when I’m in front of her face saying no
as she’s asking if I want it
And it was when I was on the motorway
that I thought about not being given
all the food I paid for in their
kitchen cupboards to be honest
“The Royal Family - Every My Arse Saying”
https://youtu.be/v2sGEASNr7M
Anonymous
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“The Ghost Snare: fictional reality the truth gone bad awesome style”
It’s ten-past-two
Can’t believe that shouting is something Lizzy slept through
Walking into the living room;
Carl said “Why is Alice always sleeping?”
Him and Lizzy are watching Con Air
“She’s never gonna get around to writing in that book.
You had a chance to read any of it?” Lizzy asked
“It’d be a lie to say it is good...”
I could shout at the top of my lungs
but they were hearing nothing
”And you ain’t neither no Charles Dickens! No matter how many books, because Carl’s shit stinks!”
“The Ghost Snare: fictional reality the truth gone bad awesome style”
It’s ten-past-two
Can’t believe that shouting is something Lizzy slept through
Walking into the living room;
Carl said “Why is Alice always sleeping?”
Him and Lizzy are watching Con Air
“She’s never gonna get around to writing in that book.
You had a chance to read any of it?” Lizzy asked
“It’d be a lie to say it is good...”
I could shout at the top of my lungs
but they were hearing nothing
”And you ain’t neither no Charles Dickens! No matter how many books, because Carl’s shit stinks!”
Anonymous
J.K Rowling wishes
with a flick of the wand
and sparks up an illusion
when trying to see the real blueprint
inside the Cafe of Rumours
And I’ve just walked in to be greeted by Gary Trotter
“Have just seen your house-elf, Gobby. And I mean that for viewers, regarding your script on our conflict in the story...I wasn’t saying you’re out of hand with words, and it’s coming from your mouth.”
He said, as I told Sid I wanted a cup of tea, and two slices of jam toast.
“I’m sure Ricky is elsewhere, thinking he’s glad you never copied and had the same as him. Because he’s got sandwiches, tuna and mayo paste, not caring how the stuff is made, he just loves the taste.”
Putting on an invisibility cloak, I said
“To get to Diagon Alley, he doesn’t have to walk through The Nags Head pub.
I heard rumours about him being in Harry’s antique shop, because Del could see him walk past a doorway, when he was looking through the window.”
“I heard about that, too.” Gary replied, lifting up a sheet from his notepad. “I believe he was having an argument with someone, who had been trapped for a second Friday in October’s hour-glass. By the way, I can see through what you’re wearing.
I knew you saw your Aunty Barbara in their one day, but the Pound Shop has closed in the Grosvenor Centre now, hasn’t it?
Not sure where her five children are living, but you beat Shaun, Dean, Wayne, Nicholas, and Philip.”
As Sid brought over the tea and toast
he said “Did he come in, or have I seen a ghost?”
“Having gone through my notes. That’s something you’re not supposed to know.
Only a joke, have you got it?
But I do want to get close to the person who has been putting hair in your porridge.”
