As those that know.
A couple of years ago I didn’t do yearly predictions.
As they were very dark.
Well, almost same this year.
So dark, I almost didn’t do any.
But then a thought.
Do them Nostradamus style.
So here they are.
Sometimes neighbors drive us mad.
But racing forward is just as bad.
Best to talk, not rush to judge.
Cake and cookies, isn’t fudge.
One in power.
One is not.
Both are fading..
Last one should.
Little Island that thinks big.
Needs to learn what history did.
If they don’t, they’ll pay a price.
Bigger than the seas at night..
Golden man goes to those.
That are it’s said, Best in show.
But, this time, I’m afraid to say.
Fixes are in vogue today…
High above the rest of us.
Someone sits, but not to judge.
But, the one who waits, they think too long.
Needs to limit their, childish tongue.
When he crosses North to South.
Don’t expect his friend to frown.
Watch the skies for fireworks.
High at first, then close to Earth.
There’s a man who thinks he knows.
What the world and future holds.
Well, if he did he wouldn’t be.
Shiny bright and full of glee.
When the cursive is ignored.
Then the troubles start the wars.
Worse than history has endured.
This one, really slams the doors.
North n’ South.
East n’ West….
Mother Nature has had her rest.
Once awakened wont be good.
Death and taxes come to all.
Even those that ignore the call.
Someone brave, does let slip.
All the numbers, very quick..
There’s a mountain far away.
Really ready to have her say.
Time to get your things together.
Otherwise, you’ll hate the weather…
Unknown monster from the past.
Back to say Hello at last.
Daughters safe, but Sons are not.
Near the line, but not forgot.
One of two, close to crack.
Mother struggles not to smack.
Not the other, just the Dollymop.
Once she does, the Pikey will drop.
Money lenders close their doors.
Leaving people on the floor.
Keeping all their hard earned cash.
Leaving ones in all that crashed.
No wall built that’s a fact.
Then the other has a crash.
No not Humpty.
Best to dash.
Missy Rapper not her name.
Needs to check her hand this day.
If she doesn’t it may not last.
No longer able to grab the cash.
Old style music wife.
Needs to check out her life.
No longer can she enable.
Time to take her plate from he table.
A-list actor loves his leathers.
Maybe also a few feathers.
Not so much the thigh high boots.
Well, not on a honeymoon soon.
There’s a mogul, who did not listen.
To my Psychic prediction.
Oh well, then let us see.
Just how long, before he’s on his knees.
Credit/debit cards all the rage.
So no cash will be made.
Then when they control it all.
Then the truth will so be told.
There’s a wall, no not Trump’s baby.
Needs securing, soon I hope not later.
If not then the 2020’s.
Will be like the 1930’s.
In a sitting room of wealth.
We are told to tighten our belt.
Yet they spend on plumbing.
What would cure the people begging.
If you think the Drones to blame.
Think again, change your aim.
Not below, but up above.
Some are watching. Not all good.
If you think 18 was bad.
Just wait till 19 is sad.
Worse and worse the path goes down.
September brings the biggest frown.
When his papers are released.
Then you’ll see through the creep.
From this he can’t get up.
Thanks “#3” for being so tough.
If you think that clingy works.
Time for all to change your ways.
Wait and see the riots ahead.
Way above the experts heads.
Water, water everywhere.
There’s a City in despair.
Legs are buckled, beyond repair.
Say Goodbye, “Captain Sir”.
Plowonidon, really needs to be.
More alert, than has ever been.
Not just from outside forces.
Some inside are more important.
In the East the winds are strong.
Making clear that man. Is wrong.
Mind you West,don’t be smug.
Or, you may not last too long.
Though down under, still important.
To let the right not take over.
Or you’ll get back the days.
Of empty pockets, plus no raise.
Gotham City, stands so proud.
Looking skywards, but not to ground.
There’s a problem brewing fast.
Won’t catch this one, before the blast.
In the middle of the desert.
Stands a City, looks so pleasant.
Don’t believe it, for in a blink.
Comes an issue, that’ll make “US” wink.
Across the water, awaits more troubles.
As the numbers more than double.
Overland and overseas.
Nothing stops this tragedy...
On a little island not far from home.
Things are nowhere near what we’ve been shown.
No in fact they are worse.
Than the movie showed.
Up and down, side to side.
Never knowing how to decide.
Which direction, one should ride.
Help is the one, not suicide.
In the mountains far from here.
A group is training, fear to send.
Last time, towers side by side.
This time, they have more to spend.
Now we can send anyone to space.
Doesn’t mean that it is safe.
Not that those with the fee do listen.
What else can one say, “Sad Mission”
If you think the French are done.
Time for you and yours to run.
Now that borders soon to move.
Closer to the cliffs, not blue.
Quiet the bombs this year have been.
As against recent times.
But, for not, more to come.
Closer and much bigger ones.
Oh so lazy humans are.
So much so to wear a Scar.
Once a key, then a card.
Now a chip, handy yes, BUT....
Not that those with arms.
Really ever consider others.
Always telling us be calm.
Little willies, lousy lovers.
Two good actors, bite the dust.
One through drinking, one from drugs.
Both remembered, both not old.
Welsh and English, Scottish wood.
There’s a river, close to home.
Swelled with water, not alone.
Many houses plus the rest.
Gone forever, best not test.
There’s a city, known for lights.
Has its problems, not all vice.
Close by secrets, soon be told.
Then watch faces turn so cold.
On a hill full of history.
Old men quake but not from victory.
When the columns tumble.
Watch them scatter, tails asunder.
High streets are heading for a fall.
Major problems, more and more.
Don’t believe the government hype.
Only worse from side to side.
Little City surrounded by nightlife fab.
Soon to lose it’s gilded gab.
Why, you ask? You’ll be glad.
Check out the outfits rad.
Pop Princess once shocked.
Nearly wedded but then not.
Shame, maybe then I think not.
Wait till Xmas rocked.
Show biz host and many things.
Now on track to darker times.
Seems he believes the hype.
Well, not this time, secrets out.
KKK and Nazi members.
Seem to think they have won.
Oh not now or anytime.
In fact Karma has the Sun.
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