Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 423 & Part 424 / Worm Moon ...

 
What do you think? asked the seven wolves. Is the moon older than the mice?

The moon has been here long before mice and men, said Twenty-Five, the little tawny owl.

Even before owls? asked the chicks.

Even before owls, the tawny owl confirmed.

Do you think it will work? asked the speak-no-evil-monkeys. Three mice and three million cats?

Mice will always work, the owl answered mysteriously. And now stop asking and remember what Carl Jung once said, 'What did you do as a child that made the hours pass like minutes? Herein lies the key to your earthly pursuits.'

And three mice joined the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Bromford"

Terrorize the ones you love the most
Take a while to get back from your ghost
It's a miracle you ever left that home
Got something for nothing
Yeah you want to be alone

I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting

Reconciled to live here on your own
You hear everyone talkin' 'bout the cold
It's a miracle you ever went back home
Don't take it for granted
Yeah you want to be alone


I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting

Terrified to get out on your own
You were into being here and now you're not
Oh it's a miracle you never left that home

I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waving
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting, at the bus stop waiting

"Bromford High"

Something on the stereo
Cuban-heeled boots, but nowhere to go
Don't let me get excited
I get a feeling, I just can't fight it
And I wanna get Bromford high

Now you're gravitating to me
With a feeling that I just can't see
A feeling I've been chasing so long
Like when they're playin' your favourite song
And you've got it all goin' on
You're calling me the craziest witch
The prettiest skirt to ever come unstitched
The pleasure of your company
It all happens so naturally
And here we go again
I wanna get Bromford high

Don't wanna be your sister
Don't wanna be your nurse
I'm feeling like the end of the night
I'm feeling like a midnight curse
I just wanna get that feeling
A feeling like the end of the world
I wanna get Bromford high

You smile so wistfully
When you step into the parlor with me
Everybody's gonna know
And it's a shame to the nth degree
You gotta start coming down
Let your high horse ride into town
And shoot this baby down
Shoot this baby down

Don't wanna be your sister
Don't wanna be your nurse
I'm feeling like the end of the night
I'm feeling like a heaven-sent curse
I just wanna get that feeling
A feeling like the end of the world
I wanna get Bromford high

I wanna get Bromford high
There's more than five ways to say goodbye
I wanna get Bromford high
I wanna get Bromford high
High, high, high

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Today is Tuesday, the 3rd of March 2026.
Worm Moon

Worm Moon

I'm so tired of being alone
These penitent walls are all I've known
The songbird calling

Bromford and Tasmanian Devil …

 

 

»I once had a colleague… «

»That's how all absolutely true stories begin, « the llama interrupted.

»I once had a colleague who had an acquaintance who spent his summer holidays in a Southern European country. «

»It's getting better and better, « the animal says literally eating the straw in its cocktail drink.

»And the colleague's acquaintance bought a cute little black puppy dog from a street merchant and brought it home to his flat in the big Northern city. «

»You don't say, dude. «

»The puppy grew big and bigger as did its teeth. And the little fur ball got wild and wilder and destroyed everything - cushions and furniture, wallpaper and doors. So my colleague's acquaintance took the animal and went to a veterinarian's office. «

Is the llama now eating the glass of its cocktail drink?

»Why do I already know where this story will end? «

I decide to ignore the llama as usual because I want to finish my telling.

»The veterinarian got all excited and upset. Sir, he told my colleague's acquaintance, that's no cute black street dog's puppy you have got there! That's a very dangerous Tasmanian Devil, a very wild animal and not a pet at all. «

»DUDE! «

The llama is furiously running around the couch table in circles.

»That is not a story, dude! « the animal shouts. »That's one hell of an urban legend if I ever heard one. There is always an acquaintance of an acquaintance and they always bring the most dangerous and the most peculiar animals and beings home from their travels to wherever places. And you can bet if it is a Tasmanian Devil they are bringing home they for one hundred percent have not been to Tasmania or whatsoever near that place. «

»Calm down, animal, « I say. »That is not an urban legend. «

»What else can it be, dude? What else? «

»That's life, animal, « I grin. »That's life. «

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Today is Friday, the 27th of February 2026.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 421 & Part 422

Today is Monday, the 23rd of February 2026.

What's that smell? asked the seven wolves.

The fifteen pigs brought some relatives to the caravan, said the ninja-cats who had forgotten to hide or be invisible for a few moments.

They are wild boars, said the fifteen pigs.

Wild boars reek very spicy, the wolves said grinning.

Hey, wolves, one of the pigs spoke up very bravely, watch out how you are talking about our great-grand ancestors!

Calm down, kids, said Twenty-Five, our little tawny owl. Stop fighting. And remember Robert Anton Wilson who once said, 'Most of our ancestors were not perfect ladies and gentlemen. The majority of them weren’t even mammals.'

Kids? mumbled all the chicks.

And one of the two chicks quietly asked the other, Do you think they are called boars because they are boring?

But the other of the two chicks could not say.

And twenty-three wild boars joined the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Bromford Nights"

I stay high all the time
Just to get by
I climb into the sky
And my eyes, they cry

Bromford nights
Make me feel so happy, I could die
But I try to stay alive

I never wanna get so high
That I can′t come back down to real life
And look you in the eyes and say
"Baby, you're mine"


Fading back and forth
I fly through my mind
I take the way I′ve known
But have I really grown?

Bromford nights
Make me feel so happy, I could die
But I try to stay alive

I never wanna get so high
That I can't come back down to real life
And look you in the eyes and say
"Baby, you're mine"

I never wanna get so high
That I can′t come back down to real life
And look you in the eyes and say
"Baby, oh, baby, you′re mine"

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 "Bromford"

Bromford, she′s from Texas
Red bricks drop from her vagina
Oh, her lips taste just like sunk ships
But her breasts taste just like breakfast
There's her hand now on the cock sock
Filled with white tears from the thrift store
She′s an eyesore in her red dress
I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said

Give us back our lives
Leave him, Bromford
Everything's just fine
Refill my prescription
Until next time
I get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind


California presidente
Cogi mucho estoy cansado
Dostoevsky, Fab Moretti
Antiseptic, complimentary
There′s her hand now on the cock sock
Filled with white tears from the thrift store
She′s an eyesore in her red dress
I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said

Give us back our lives
Leave him, Bromford
Everything′s just fine
Refill my prescription
Until next time
I get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind

Goodnight Sweetheart
Flying high on birth control
She knows the pregnancy will show
That she smells nice when you look twice
Who's your boyfriend, Bromford?
And it′s goodnight sweetheart
Flying high on birth control
She knows the rejections in her bones

Bromford, she's from Texas
Red bricks drop from her vagina
Bromford
Bromford
Bromford