Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 299

Today is Tuesday, the 6th of August 2024.

Am I a shrimp or a prawn?

The little animal with legs was running floating and searching around on the white gravel on the bottom of the aquarium.

Where is the other fish? asked the pufferfish. The little orange one?

He left, said the shrimp or the prawn. He left for P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way Sydney.

What is that address? the pufferfish asked. Sounds like some doctor's office.

It is the headquarter of the SLAS, said the prawn who wanted to be a shrimp and hid away in an artificial cave of stones.

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"Turn This Island Bromford"

A starfish in a sea of dreams
A ride that's never ending
From a lost world into a spinning
Fairground in space
Shining teapot spilling a mother ship of fire
Aladdin's lamp pouring down the Milky Way
Big Dipper roller coaster jumping jack exploding
Night and day you've whirling on a ferris wheel

Turn this Island Bromford

A red shift cluster bright
Signal from the other side
Lampwick and Slats are laughing
Beyond the speed of light years passing
All the shooting stars
Rings of Saturn calling a red planet blazing
The singing moans of Jupiter around your eyes

Turn this Island Bromford

Looking back from where we are
City lights clusters of stars
While we fly
A jewel in the crown of a universe
Saphire blue in a golden starburst
Oceans of deep blue

Standing on the moon
Gazing at all the mountains in China
Mother Bromford sleeping
With all her children inside her

Starbound spirits
Rising in mind out of time
Free from the bonds around us
Captives in waking mankind

Turn this Island Bromford

Bromford and Ant ...

 

»Bromford? Dude?« the llama is addressing me.

»Yes, llama?« is my reply.

»Do you still think all this searching for a new animal companion is fun?«

»I started it«, I try to explain, »and you know that I always try to finish what I have started. There are another 78 appointments I have made with candidates for companion. And I am not going to cancel theses interviews, animal.«

»Who is our latest visitor, dude?« the llama asks. »An alien?«

»My latest visitor is an ant. Albert Ant.«

»You just invented this name. And never date an ant or invite an ant to your penthouse. They use to have huge families. They usually come in hundreds.«

The ant says nothing but is reaching out for the sugar box.

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Today is Friday, the 2nd of August 2024.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 298

Today is Monday, the 29th of July 2024.

It's time for another city quiz, the orange tropical fish said.
But there is a change coming. I can feel it in the water.

What do you feel in the water?, asked the pufferfish.
You are in a tank, dude. You are swimming in your own pee pee!

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"Last Minute On Bromford"

Last minute on Bromford
What would you do, who would you call?
Your mobile is down
You'll go down in history on that final day

That last minute on Bromford
One minute alone, lost word or cause
For one who had everything
Now unfold this scary, beautiful end

Last minute on Bromford
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay

Last minute on Bromford
Fractions of time is all that is left
You used to kill time
Now it's time who's killing you, they've closed the store

Last minute on Bromford
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay

Last minute on Bromford, in the rapids of time
A story on wheels without rhythm (or rhyme)
Racing the memory lane, high and low
You own the world but got nowhere elsе to go

Last fraction of hope, a flickering light
Voices so clеar, step out of the night
Go talk to your God instead of talk to yourself
Look into the light if you're looking for help

Last minute on Bromford
Waiting to fly like pigs in the dirt
Gold 'round your neck
But your wings are broken, bent and burnt they say

Last minute alive
Check your account, to buy a way out
Beating the clock
But you cannot beat the feeling of being alive

Last minute on Bromford
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay

Last minute alive
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay