The Tower Of Babel

SATURDAY CENTUS
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asks us to consider the term 'Blah, blah, blah.'

One hundred words plus the the prompt

THE TOWER OF BABEL

We live in the Tower of Babel.
Blah, blah, blah!
Pity that we're not able
To get out of where we are.
We hear the voices around us,
The noise is loud and dense.
But if we don't speak the language,
Nothing makes any sense!
If we all spoke the same language
We could understand
How other people are feeling
And we could walk hand in hand.
Subtitles try to help us
But they are not enough;
Translations give an idea
But the idea's often rough.
A universal language
Would surely make not mar
Human understanding
And get rid of blah, blah blah.
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The Glass Mountains of Australia

GLASS

People who live in Glass Houses should never, no, never throw stones.

And people who climb Glass Mountains should be wary of breaking bones!

People who live in Glass Houses  should always wear plenty of clothes.

And people who climb Glass Mountains dare not strike a nonchalant  pose.

For Glass Houses are very revealing; friends may stand outside and stare.

And Glass Mountains are very slippery; one always has to take care.

Risk such a House or a Mountain and you lay yourself open to farce.

Avoid, if you can, an involvement with either one labelled 'Glass'.

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Bottleneck

                   China

IMAGINARY GARDEN

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asks us to consider bottlenecks

BOTTLE NECK

Is this the shape of things to come?

Even now the constant traffic hum

Tends to drown out thoughts and words,

And even the singing of the birds!

When Henry Ford dreamed-up the car

He never looked ahead this far.

He never visualised we would settle

Into a morass of metal!

I'm lucky; living where I am

I rarely see a traffic jam,

But on the news I watch each night

A helicopter, in its flight,

Beams back pictures that aren't pretty.....

Cars all leaving Sydney city .

Bottle-necks and deviations

Accidents and complications;

Not to mention noxious gases

Being breathed-in by the masses.

Of course I like to drive in style

Covering many a motoring mile,

But how I wish the roads were clear

And other cars would disappear!

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JAMBOREE

Scouts and Guides from every nation

Meet to have a celebration.

This is called a Jamboree;

A word well-known to you and me.

But when it appeared in 1920

There were question-marks a-plenty!

What on earth was this strange word

One that nobody had heard?

Baden-Powell, the movement's founder,

(Who some consider 'rather a bounder')

Had lived in Africa for years,

Learning Swahili, it appears.

Jambo's a word that is a greeting;

Africans say it upon meeting.

But we go to another continent

To find out what the 'ee' bit meant.

We learn the Australian Aborigine

Has a good word 'corroboree';

This means a gathering of folks,

To drink and laugh and tell old jokes.

Put together the two words say

'Hallo-Meeting' in a sort of way.

All very suitable, you see,

For a Boy Scout Jamboree.

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PS
A belated Happy Birthday to David, with whom we celebrated on Thursday!