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                                    Gerald Gee

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It seemed to me

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Was something purely numerical!

But Gerald Gee

Took 503

And made it something hysterical!

He says it lurks

Within the works

Of his personal computer.

He says it's a her

But I prefer

To consider the beast is neuter.

Its extra eye

Looks rather sly,

Its jaws with gore are oozing.

Its slobbering lips

Have come to grips

With the data we keep losing!

Its eye's on YOU

So, whatever you do,

Watch out for 503!

Disturb at your peril!

This creature is feral!

Or so says Gerald Gee.

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AN ARM AND A LEG

A Carpenter in days gone by

Never merely made a chair

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Also included were extra 'limbs'

Representing, each, a spare.

Money was scarce in those far-off days

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And nothing was neglected;

Nothing was 'throw-away' back then;

Decades of wear were expected.

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As arms and legs might wear out first

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Leaving the owner short

Each Carpenter supplied the spares;

(Greater profits, I'd have thought!)

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Notice Me!

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NOTICE ME!

Tell me that I'm clever as you did when I was small!

Take my little pictures and display them on the wall!

Listen to my stories with round admiring eyes!

Accept my every comment as remarkable and wise!

Praise me for my industry and pat me on the head!

Give me lots of kisses when you tuck me in my bed!

However old we grow we will continue to require

Proof that we are special and still something to admire.

The ego stays a child, it seems, however old we grow.

So if you think I'm wonderful please, please, please tell me so!

(And, if you don't, that's just too bad; I suppose I'll soldier on,

Sitting in the corner, looking very woebegone!)

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 POLAR DEPRESS!

I looked in the water and saw my reflection!

I wish I had looked in another direction!

I know I'm not young, there are wrinkles, unbidden,

But luckily, under my fur, they're quite hidden.

I knew I was greying, but oh what a fright!

When I looked in my 'mirror' I saw I'd turned WHITE!

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Bitter-Sweet

                                                                                               Brenda Bryant

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BITTER-SWEET

A 'sweet' idea for a birthday! Cup-cakes coloured brightly.

Each proclaiming an aptitude, and chosen very rightly.

Each adjective started with 'F' for they were all for Fay.

She was becoming fifty.  This was her special day.

The 'bitter' part? Well, we all knew that, as the days went past,

Fay would leave the party. This one was her last.

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WITHOUT A HITCH!

Hitch-hiking! Do you remember?

Do you, too, recall a time

When we launched ourselves out on the highway,

With never a thought of crime?

When nobody raised an eyebrow

As we headed out the door!

Not even Mum expressed concern;

She didn't say 'Are you sure?'

We stood beside the highway

Giving cars a smiling glance

Not ever realising

We were taking quite a chance!

Of course, foul murders happened,

But no-one would murder us.

So no-one thought to question

And no-one thought to fuss.

And so it was lightheartedly

Each raised a hopeful thumb.

We were filled with girlish excitement

Wondering what would come.

And something always came along,

A limousine or truck,

Maybe a good-looking driver,

With a little bit of luck.

Most often married couples

Out for a casual ride,

Would slow down and invite us in,

And we'd merrily jump inside.

It was almost motorised roulette,

An exciting game of chance.

In such a fashion, blithely,

We 'hitched' to the South of France,

The Isle of Wight and Scotland

And places far and wide.

And now it is forbidden;

That freedom is denied.

The world has made such progress

It's leaving us behind,

But, somehow, it's less carefree

Less guileless and less kind.

And I'm glad I lived in my day

When a girl could thumb a ride

In freedom and security

All over the countryside.

The nineteen-fifties were boring,

That's what they like to say,

But we were having a great time!

I'm glad I'm not young today.

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Expo 2010

                                           Press Photograph

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EXPO 2010

A scene from the land of the Firework!

No wonder they do it so well!

The colours explode above Shanghai

Over on-lookers casting a spell.

There's nothing like fireworks for saying

'We're here and we're having a bash'.

The lights and the colours exploding!

A great loud chrysanthemum crash!

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RAISE THE ROOF

(Acrostic suggested by Acrostics Only)

Roof-raising in the actual sense was a cause for jubilation.

As it meant a house was completed! There was a celebration!

In days of old the builders and the populace gathered round

Singing, laughing, drinking, making a joyful sound.

Even today, in Europe, it's cause for ceremony,

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Tradesmen pat themselves on the back and drink up heartily.

However, this basic meaning has altered with the years.

Eagerly audiences 'raise the roof' if a pop artist appears.

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Riotous bellowing occurs as in the scene displayed.

Overwhelming acclamation means the show has made the grade.

Operas, concerts, tennis matches, all are living proof

Fans of every shape and size know how to 'raise the roof'.

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Frisson!

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FRISSON!

We walk up a ho-hum path past very same-ish greenery;

Nothing to excite us here; it isn't scenic scenery!

But then we see the way is marked with something rather strange!

Rainbow flags! And right away our drab mood starts to change!

Something must be going on and we can hardly wait!

We'll sense a change of atmosphere when we finally reach the gate!

What will we find when we go in? Will it be a fairyland?

Follow the flags, and then, dear Bloggers, you will understand!

No! I'm not going to tell you! I don't think I ever will!

Just enjoy the 'frisson', that disclosure's bound to kill!

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A different sort of excitement here:

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