Vienna for WWW (one)

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“Österreich ist eine kleine Welt,
in der die große ihre Probe hält.”
Friedrich Hebbel

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Space Oddity in Vienna

“This is ground control: Major Tom, please respond: over”

“This is Major Tom: over”

“Major Tom, we have located your space pod: over”

A moment of silence on the receiving end before response:
“Um… Where exactly did you find it: over”

“City of Vienna, Austria: over”

A muffled “oops” is heard from Major Tom’s end:
“O-K, ground control. Um, any chance you could give me a lift there?: over”

“Roger that M T! By the by, we do not seem to be able to track you on the device: over”

“Well, I am kind of in a situation here…” odd noises heard on the background, “What if I just send my coordinates and you can send vehicle, OK? : over”

In the ground control, quick typing can be heard and in the distance, a loud O.M.G.
“Ah, we got your location. Sending extraction right away: over”

“A big thanks, ground control! End transmission”

Back at the ground control, the two officers are staring at the screen where the location of Major Tom is blinking. The other officer turns to look at the other one:

“I can’t believe he actually ended up there…”
“Yeah, me neither”
The officers continue to stare at the blinking screen, both shaking their heads in disbelief…

And what was the location where Major Tom had ended up in?
Well…

The wide of it all

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“The great wide of it all, still the world looks a tad small, don’t ya think?” Gun Roswell

The wide of it all

When on a trip, out there, you know, abroad
Then looking at the great wide of it all
With a pair or set of completely new eyes
Wonders of nature, exotic people, all that I spy
Nothing is boring, as my mind keeps on soaring
Waiting for that next thrill, just around the corner
Maybe I am a little sad, that I wasn’t born here
But then again, I don’t think I would so much time spend
Experiencing the great wide of it all

Three times cats 1

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“Cats are about again, on this Saturday” Gun Roswell

Three times cats

Fisher Cat

The boats will be coming back to shore soon
That, the smart fisher cat knows and looms
Over the pier, watching, observing the tides,intently
Knowing what the time, they’ll arrive, precisely

The cat keeping all other types pests away
Never causing the fishers any kind of dismay
And at the end of the very long fishing day
The fisher cat will be rewarded, with a hefty display

With what? You may say
Fish of course, what else kind of slay!

High Voltage

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“Non d’électricité, Monsieur” Gun Roswell

High Voltage

Hey, look up, over there, in the high skies
What is that, which up there, in the air, flies?

It’s the lifeline of each and every dweller
Brought to every one by the highest of sellers

What kind of life giving miracle is it then
That makes so much of our meager earnings spend?

It’s the kind, which without you would most likely do just fine
But all them unneeded gadgets would never work
And then, you would feel such an odd jerk

Oh, so lemme get this straight:
If I buy the magic juicy from them lines over there
I get to use all my gadgets without scare
Of ever running out of electricity
As t least, not in the big city

That’s right, so do not against the machine fight
After all, this is how we run things here on this big blue ball

Excellent, that’s money well spent
On all these toys and things I really don’t need
Just to be happy, liked and out there to be seen

Note to reader:
There may just be a lesson here to be learnt or then not
But me, well, I just ran out of juice to write and must myself into the socket plug

Scooter Sunday

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“Drive a scooter a day, to keep the doctor away?” Gun Roswell

Scooter Sunday

When the calendar page turns to a Sunday
That indicates the one and only fun day
When it’s time to dust off the old two wheeler drive
Give it some TLC, a shiny new appearance and a smile
Then hit the non too busy side streets
And let your hair flow in the calming breeze
The Sunday leisure cruise is about to begin
When you hit that first note and start to sing
Riding a scooter on this day is so much fun
So what if nothing else really gets done!

Monastery cats

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“Cats rule the world, what else did you expect?!” Gun Roswell

Monastery cats

Hanging out in packs of threes
Climbing up ever higher, the tallest of trees
Just to keep an eye and the surroundings to see
What bipedal creatures may enter their domain
As guardians of the ever growing realm
And to carefully select, as to whom to let in

The cats of the holy monastery
Way up on the hill
Never ever for a moment still
Always on the prowl
Sometimes letting out a growl
To keep the trespassers at bay

Mice and people even some snakes
The felines will catch you even if you fake
Dressed in a long frock
Trying to get inside to stalk
But beware of the many around a laying
For with these fearless creatures there is no playing

Blue and the Parasol

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“Under the shining sun, beside the blue seas, my parasol and I, sleep” Gun Roswell

Blue and the Parasol

The sun”s shine beckoned with its shiny warmth
To come and lay down on the sand covered sea shore
Where the ever changing blues are the colours of all
And time itself has come to a complete and utter halt

When stepping into the bare and fine stand for the first time
I cannot help but to be amazed of the beauty and then crack a smile
Feeling so tiny in this place open and totally wide
As even the critters beside me are so completely kind

Side by side, me and natural inhabitants coexist
As the calming effect of the sea and the skies me enlist
The other side of the world no longer matters or exist
As me and my parasol have laid a claim this spot of pure bliss

From sunrise to sunset , myself I let
This gorgeous natural resort leave me with an effect
Of calm, unhurried, never too worried kind of specs
Who knows, I may stay here until the time of my final rest

Trying on a Ride

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“Too many vehicles, too many choices” Gun Roswell

Trying on a Ride

When the itcing to take a long ride
Takes on, but then it’s so hard to decide
Which option, would be the absolute best
Better just pick up one, really quickly, and forget the rest

Heading to the crowded streets
This really never is, what I seek
The open roads, the sun on my back
That is the image, which is painted on my back

Steering clear of the city limits
I know, it took a few and some more, of them gimmicks
But soon enough the highway is in sight
And my poor little scooter, is finally taking flight!

Reaching for the Stars

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“Ever higher, even up to the stars and beyond, I am gone!” Gun Roswell

Reaching for the Stars

I am on my tippy toes
In this constant state of woes
I am reaching as far as I can
Not caring where I land
My fingers pointed towards the skies
Even as far as the crows fly
But I have to reach even farther
Just beyond and then barter
My way on a star ship headed
For the stars and even beyond
There is no limit when I will be gone
Trying so hard to reach
Just over, each and every single breach
Hoping not to stumble
Trying to be so humble
And then finally I am there
Floating, in mid air!

A Trip to Paris (five)

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“When in Paris, the good times cherish”
Gun Roswell

A Trip to Paris

The Arc de Triomphe
Certainly got that oomph
In the midst of Place de l’Etoile
Still standing strong and tall
The archaic Goliath
The biggest of the giants
For us tiny mortals to see
We have come to worship thee