Poetry, R/C, or whatever else I make of it. A long time ago I was born. They say beware the Jabberwocky. But the Jabberwocky means nothing to me. It is the Bandersnatch that is my match. But in time I'll put him down. There can only be one Bandersnatch in this town!
How are you?
ReplyDeleteI just saw this last night. And it immediately felt like me. And if I didn't know better I'd say it was.
DeleteIt brought back to mind my peace of a peculiar fellow.
https://phantomtexter.blogspot.com/2019/01/a-peculiar-fellow.html
Mostly because a lot of what was written in my piece is reflected is that piece. I'd love to talk to the person who wrote it.
But at least materialistically on a happier note this happened to me on Saturday.
https://youtu.be/5lVegdbpIn4
Ha..ha..nice every where!
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