Elvis has left the Konebuilding (TBT)

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“Man, I really love Vegas”
Elvis Presley

Elvis has left the Konebuilding

Jingle bells a-rocking
Elvis comes a-knocking

Gold lamé suit
Dancing to no ones’ flute
A real cool dude
Definitely no prude

Rocking around
The Christmas tree
To a cool sound
And and impish glee

Twist and shout
No time to pout
The jingle bells
Put their spells

Now the rest of us
Mere mortals of dust
Jamming with the king
And wholehearted sing

But oh how time flies
Now it is time to say
Our fondest good byes
Flying back to the skies

“Ladies and Gents,
Elvis, has left the (Kone)building”

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Architecture for World Wide Wednesday (four)

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“Remember that happiness is a way of travel
– not a destination.”
– Roy M. Goodman

Architecture for World Wide Wednesday

Espoo, Finland

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People living in glass houses
Don’t have to worry about mouses
But they may have, a few passersby
Doing some browsing
Into their see through dwelling
“Oh, just be chillin’
It ain’t done with illin’ “

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Coffee on a Tuesday… for Daily Photo

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“Is this supposed to rhyme?”

Coffee on a Tuesday… 

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Coffee on a Tuesday
Coffee on a Wednesday
Coffee on a Thursday
Even some on a Friday…

A completely different story
On a Saturday
Coffee double shots
From full brewed pots
It may be a lot
But not for a Sunday
That is another day
When drinking coffee
Is allowed

Now on Monday…
Well, that is a whole new story!

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Winter Memories for Daily Photo (six)

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“Winter is nature’s way of saying,
‘Up yours.’ “
Robert Byrne

Winter Memories for Daily Photo

Polar Day

Blue day on Monday
Blue day on Tuesday
Blue day on Wednesday
Blue day on Thursday
Turquoise day on Friday…

See where I am going with this?
Oh, weekend, Thou art such a bliss
Why cannot it always be
Friday for me?

Blue day on Monday…

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Winter Memories for Daily Photo (three)

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“Winter is nature’s way of saying,
‘Up yours.’ “
Robert Byrne

Winter Memories for Daily Photo

Expectations

“Season’s Greetings”

Splayed across, a mundane postcard
The image looked more like
Something from my backyard

“Well, it is the season of dreaming,
So who am I the one of ill speaking!
Happy Holidays to one and all
Living in houses grand, or small!!

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Winter Memories for Daily Photo (five)

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“Winter is nature’s way of saying,
‘Up yours.’ “
Robert Byrne

Winter Memories for Daily Photo

Night Wish

Wish, upon a star
The elves would bring
A big cookie jar
A reward up to par
Would be a tune played
On the guitar

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Comfy Size 42 on Mundane Monday

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“I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can”
Rufus Wainwright

Comfy Size 42

Time for a treat
No, it’s not a seat
But soft woollen shoes
To drive away
The winter’s blues

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Winter Time in Clogs on Mundane Monday

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“I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can”
Rufus Wainwright

Winter Time in Clogs 

I may not be a snob
Do the odd job
But certainly the odd dog
When spending my winter time
In my trusted wooden clogs

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Caturday: Cat Combo (four)

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Posted in Caturday: Photography, Poetry and Humour
Photo credits Minttu Gustafsson

“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin

Yawn!

See my tongue
See my pretty pink tongue
Now watch me yawn
Because you did not bring me
A nice juicy prawn

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Caturday: Cat Combo (three)

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Photo credits Minttu Gustafsson

“Meow” means “woof” in cat.”
—George Carlin

Black cat combo

A black cat crossed the road
She met up, with a slow toad

“Are you getting towed?
Or are you just really slow?”
She snickeringly asked

The toad looked at the cat annoyed
Then without warning
Her quickly passed
And ran off, really, really fast

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