What a treat to look forward to that, celebrations never to be. Relief that there is no planning to do, notations for no one to see. Events hardly planned, and needn't be manned, for we really would not give a darn, if all of the horses with tricks up their sleeves, escaped from all of the barns. No Rock bands we hear, that favor our ear, but actually screw up our head. An hour or more of banging their score, could make me wish I were dead! Oh what a relief, a real non-event. Your concept, a welcome surprise.....most certainly deserving kudos for you, topped off with, perhaps, Nobel Prize! Oh, for a tour thru your head. Great Work, Barbz
'And the grass returned to the man,..." - this line took me back - everything was 'the man' - when we were misbehaving in a shop (we were wee terriersas kids) my mum would say - "Look theres the man coming!" which soon cooled our jets lol. What an ace line David.
Free haircuts for the follically challenged - brilliant craic mate !
So.... let me get my head around this
These guys are up for the Nobel for giving up - for Lent - the staging of non-events which weren't never going to be put on in the first place ... sounds feasible ...lol
A cracker this - no doubt inspired by some fete or fair that poor DLP got dragged to that turned out to be such an event. Very enjoyable David - well penned my friend.
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Well, tell me when and where. I'll be there, with bells on! Oh, not really because I'm terribly busy these days not doing anything. Also, I have nothing to wear. Besides that, if I want to have a good time all I have to do is read one of your poems.
Fantastic write, roads blocked by cars that are not there, music coming from nowhere because there is no band, where in the world do you keep coming up with these gems, where do they come from? Loved it..Kathie
This sounds ike something out of ALice in Wonderland. A great non-event for people who would never come. Non-dancing to non-music...A non=-bar serving non-alcholocs drinks--no drinks at all, for that matter...
What a treat to look forward to that, celebrations never to be. Relief that there is no planning to do, notations for no one to see. Events hardly planned, and needn't be manned, for we really would not give a darn, if all of the horses with tricks up their sleeves, escaped from all of the barns. No Rock bands we hear, that favor our ear, but actually screw up our head. An hour or more of banging their score, could make me wish I were dead! Oh what a relief, a real non-event. Your concept, a welcome surprise.....most certainly deserving kudos for you, topped off with, perhaps, Nobel Prize! Oh, for a tour thru your head. Great Work, Barbz