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Sunday, April 9, 2023

Sunday 9 April 2023

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4 comments:

OwenKL said...

Situation normal is good news for a checkup.
The dealer does it while I have a cup.
But what I fear
Is when I hear,
"Sorry, but your engine is all fouled up."

Ol' Man Keith said...

FLN, Before composing the poem below, I left a late piece yesterday with some codes that might entertain.
I hope you may find them amusing.
__________

Hereโ€™s my Sunday valediction:

Now itโ€™s time for this weekโ€™s fiesta,
an Easter break, a day of rest,
my version of an extended siesta,
a private sabbathโ€”โ€˜tho mine ainโ€™t blest.

No, my friends, I relish my plan
by all thatโ€™s holyโ€ฆ er, other than!
~ OMK

Wilbur Charles said...

Foul is a nice way to describe today's

Wordle 659 4/6

๐ŸŸจโฌ›โฌ›โฌ›๐ŸŸจ
โฌ›๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸจโฌ›
๐ŸŸฉโฌ›๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸจโฌ›
๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฉ

C-eh, American GI slang today but it's probably found its way North

WC

Misty said...

"Happy Couple"

The couple were in New York,
with a bottle of champagne to uncork.
He reached into his pocket
and pulled out a lovely locket,
not useful, but worth the price,
since their relationship they would now splice.

She had used a pencil to write him a poem
for all the gratitude she did owe him.
Offering thanks that was kind and subtle,
for evolving as such a happy couple.