I’m a lion, hear me roar
No prospects, life is a bore
A knight in shining armour on a horse
I’m shouting, my voice is hoarse
A dinosaur, a steeple church
I long for something to search
A street scene with all the girls
They’re so pretty with their curls
A grey train passing a grey house
Don’t give in to pressure from spouse
It was a grey day, too I suppose
The dog barks as the cow mows
I’m Taufkirchen in big letters
My speech was beginning to slur
I live and breathe in this city
I love my town, I’m making it pretty
Children playing amidst our tower blocks
Girls with their smocks and frocks
I can shout as loud as I can
I can express myself until they ban
I can tell the world how I feel
I don’t steal so don’t squeal
For: Graffiti
A very good post. The pictures are very nice.
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thanks, Henrietta 🙂
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What a great selection of street art in your post. I love murals as opposed to just letters and numbers. That beetle in your top left shot makes me smile, but they are all pieces that I’d like to see in person.
And thanks for joining in OneWordSunday
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you’re welcome, Debbie 🙂 glad you like them ❤
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