I’ve never done this before, but I thought I’d do a follow up to yesterday’s Friday Fictioneers post!
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Simon’s a bit of a poet. Syme the Rhyme we call him. I mentioned our beer was cloudy and off he went.
“There’s another world above the clouds
An unspoilt world untouched by man”.
“Shall I get Sinead the Barmaid to change them?”
“A world where nothing hides the sun.
A world where time has not begun”.
“Syme, shall I…”
“A world which knows not needless strife
Untainted by the needs of life”.
“ Simon, beer, cloudy!”
“It’s miles above our troubled land
Unspoilt by greed and human hand”.
He stopped and lifted his glass.
“Do you think beer’s a bit cloudy?” he asked.
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Yesterday –
part one!
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Na’ama Yahuda for the picture.
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Too self involved!
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That’s our Syme!
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😂
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hehe
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😀😀😀
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I love your follow up to yesterday’s story. Poets do tend to get wrapped up in their versing 🙂
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They do, especially him! Thanks so much, Lisa.
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You’re welcome.
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Ah, fromcomments I see this was part of a set.
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A set of opposites! Cheers.
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Ha! I get it, Beer! Good stuff, really cleverly done, Poem and comedy, smart stuff
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Really pleased you enjoyed it!
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Ah, you come back down to Earth to cloudy beer, what a pity.
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Better than no beer!
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Dear Keith,
Syme the Rhyme. It has a nice ring to it. Cheers.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks, Rochelle!
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I like the rhyme. Great Story this week. Have a safe one!
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I’m pleased! Cheers Bear.
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‘allo, he’s come back to make us laugh again!!
A cheery follow-up poem. I’d have a word about the cloudy beer though. That’ll make you sick!
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Oh yes, I’m back! You’re right Mason, there’s nothing worse than cloudy beer.
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Oh for sure, cloudy beer equals a long stay on the toilet!
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🤢
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I like Syme – an excellent character!
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And here was me thinking it was going to be the answer to the riddle?
That made me laugh. Excellent.
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Haha, no! Don’t worry, I’ll come up with it in time! Cheers Jenne.
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Simon sounds like me when I’m writing or sharing my poetry:) Glad to have met him today for I’m come to share a bit of good news with you Keith. I published my first ebook yesterday and would love to find out what you think. The links etc. are here. It’s free to download. Cheers.
https://artismoments.blogspot.com/2021/05/and-all-seasons-in-between.html
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Congratulations Arti, on my way!
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Brilliant! I love the meta take on your previous poem.
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I’m pleased, thanks so much.
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If it’s a good homebrew and there’s yeast left in: give me cloudy anytime over the commercial stuff, thank you. Great for the skin. Cheers.
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Absolutely true! Now I’m thirsty.
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Ha! Bit distracted. Hilarious
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Just a bit! Cheers Laurie.
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