On Friday, a bullet goes back into a gun
The stone
rolls away easily
A politician
admits: I was wrong
My ill-advised Tweets are withdrawn
There’s
no need to vote, since we agree
Another
– thank you, I accept your apology
On Saturday, the sky is as blue as hope
We might just as well be in Greece
Washing flaps in the breeze, like a semaphore.
What
is it saying? Forgive your enemies.
At
Wembley, it's England versus Germany
There is
no reason for victory
By
mutual agreement, the game is drawn
Honour
is satisfied by the beauty of play
Sunday.
No planet was harmed in the making of this barbecue
In the
garden, vegan sits down with carnivore
Monday.
The touch of fresh cotton on my skin
Feels
like a new beginning
The
best thing? To achieve this miracle
You
can just change the cover, not the whole duvet
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