“Pob-bob-Bob!” said the gull.
“Yes.” I replied, but it should be ‘Pob-bob-bob-bob!’ as I have ‘two’ dogs.
“Pob-bob-bob-bob!” said the gull, correcting its earlier error.
“Precisely!” I said, ‘“You’ll get it right next time.”
“Pobbbbbb!” said the gull, which really wasn’t a very nice thing to say at all.
As I wendelled my weary way,
I was wary that, one day,
I might be steeply inclined
to walk up a hill;
but, still, I thought to myself,
that’s probably
not
going to happen today.
Two hours later, looking back
(and looking down)
I realised
how
it might feel
to be a clown,
or (more likely)
a cloud.
Wandering about wondering
it really shouldn’t be allowed.
Something
in the way
she moves
it.
Wed-nes-day: Bin Day;
since ‘twas Midnight, I would say;
but, that’s just my way.
2M extension lead.
3-pin plug.
connector for waste
valve for water supply 3-way.
T-piece 15mm
A doodah.
Why do verbs suddenly appear
every time you are near?
Is it something you are doing?
I was so happy
that I could have laughed like a Seagull;
and, so I did.
See here for a Seagull Laughing
There we were, the four of us, in the picture, standing tall – I was the one in the middle.
It is time for change.
One sheep, should (IMHO), be called a ‘Shoop’ and a baby ‘Shoop’ should be called a ‘Shop’.
I know that, to save confusion, we would then probably have to rename the old ‘sell-stuff, buy stuff’ “shop” places to something else – perhaps they could be called ‘Buy-Places’ – and then we would be sorted out for the duration.
Sheep could relate to sheep numbering 2 to 20, and ‘Sheeps to 21 Sheep and above (‘To Ovinity, and beyond!’ you might say).
