Friday, July 17, 2026

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 469 & Part 470

 
Today is Friday, the 17th of July 2026.

'Man only likes to count his troubles; he doesn’t calculate his happiness.' said Fyodor Dostoyevsky, said Twenty-Five, the little tawny owl.

Who cares what man likes and doesn't, barked the guide dogs, the assistance dog and the nine poodles. This is a dog's world. It's a hard dog's life for us.

And no one asks us cats, all the different cats complained.

There is no peace in solutions and no solutions in peace, said the oldest and greyest of the gorillas, but no one understood what he meant.

That is because he is a real greyback, said the speak-no-evil-monkeys.

You mean he is a Silverback?, asked the see-no-evil-monkeys. But the hear-no-evil-monkeys did not hear.

And seventeen more dogs joined the nine poodles, the one assistance dog, the twenty-three guide dogs, the fifteen orangutons, the seven gorillas, the thirty thirsty monkeys, the twenty-two dragons, the fourteen hens, the six unicorns, the twenty-eight horses, the twenty zebras, the twelve frogs, the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, 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"

I also feel
Immortal longings in me
Frames into which a picture would never fit.

I also feel I should be somewhere else,
I'm not cut out for this world - I see my image blur.

Where ocean meets the sky all features disappear,
All questions melt and Time is quite irrelevant.
Well, I wish it were somewhere there we would meet,
Quit ealone, disfigured, pale, kidding oblivion.

I'm drowning into the pain in my head
Waiting for the sleep.
I wish the dreams would crawl into my head
And show me the visions of live, the life I will never live.



"Streets Of Bromford"

That inspector thinks he's something
But it's me who runs this town
And my theater never closes
And the curtain's never down
Trust Gavroche, have no fear
You can always find me here

Cosette, now I remember
Cosette, how can it be?
We were children together
Look what's become of me

Good God, oh, what a rumpus

That girl, who can she be?

That cop, he'd like to jump us
But he ain't smart, not he

Éponine, who was that girl?

Some bourgeois, two-a-penny thing

Éponine, find her for me

What will you give me?

Anything

Got you all excited now
But God knows what you see in her
Ain't you all delighted now?
No, I don't want your money, sir

Éponine, do this for me
Discover where she lives
But careful how you go
Don't let her father know
'Ponine, I'm lost until she's found

You see, I told you so
There's lots of things I know
'Ponine, she knows her way around




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