Guest Posted February 20 Share Posted February 20 (edited) In Lancashire's embrace, where emerald lanes unfurl, Rides Vic, a knight of wind, upon his crimson pearl. His steed, a Blackbird, sleek and swift of wing, A symphony of power, a mechanical thing. The dawn's first light ignites the ruby on its breast, As Vic throws back his leathers, and puts his soul to test. The twist of the throttle, a surge that sets him free, With engine's rhythmic roar, a symphony. Through rolling hills they dance, a blur of black and red, The wind a whispered chorus, secrets softly said. Each bend a whispered promise, a challenge to embrace, Man and machine entwined, in this furious chase. Sunlight streaks the visor, paints the world in gold, As time and space dissolve, a story yet untold. The blur of passing hedgerows, a kaleidoscope of green, A fleeting, vibrant echo, on this asphalt scene. And when the sun descends, painting the sky aflame, He guides his feathered stallion, back whence they came. With heart both full and sated, a grin upon his face, Vic knows he'll dream of Blackbird, in this windswept, rural space. For in that dance with engine, on freedom's open road, He's found a solace deep, a story to be told. So raise a glass to Vic, and his Blackbird swift and bold, May their rides forever echo, in stories yet untold. Edited February 20 by Vic101 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Guest Posted February 20 Share Posted February 20 (edited) I didn't do this I can barley string 2 sentences together, just playing with daft AI,s https://gemini.google.com/ Edited February 20 by Vic101 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted February 20 Share Posted February 20 (edited) 2 hours ago, husoi said: A Scotsman named Husoi, so grand, Rode a Honda Pan through out the land. With a haggis in tow, He'd yodel and crow, "This wee beastie's the best in the land!" Edited February 20 by Vic101 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
husoi Posted February 20 Share Posted February 20 1 hour ago, Vic101 said: A Scotsman named Husoi, so grand, Rode a Honda Pan through out the land. With a haggis in tow, He'd yodel and crow, "This wee beastie's the best in the land!" I'm not a Scot Just live here because of the lovely weather... and midges 1 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted February 20 Share Posted February 20 my bad, yeah midges I remember them. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fullscreenaging Posted February 20 Share Posted February 20 (edited) 13 hours ago, Vic101 said: a knight of wind This is the only image I had in my mind. Edited February 20 by fullscreenaging 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grumpy Old Git Posted February 21 Share Posted February 21 The sun is up, the wind is ris I wonder where the birdie is The bird it is upon the wing But that's absurd! Surely, the wing is on the bird? 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fiddlesticks Posted February 21 Share Posted February 21 There was a young man named O'brien Who was mauled half to death by a tiger When fully recovered He awoke and discovered A prosthetic leg made out of titanium Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mississippi Bullfrog Posted February 21 Share Posted February 21 An old favourite She frowned and called him Mr. Because in sport he kissed her, And so in spite That very night The Mr Kr Sr. And one no longer valid There was a thick headed Marine Whose musical sense was not keen He said, It is odd I cannot tell God Save the weasel from Pop goes the Queen. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
husoi Posted February 21 Share Posted February 21 Is it me or this forum is getting a wee bit camp? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grumpy Old Git Posted February 21 Share Posted February 21 There was a young lady at camp Whose leggings were perpetually damp She awoke in the night With a terrible fright And found herself crippled with cramp 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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