I enjoy writing ✍ poetry.
I love participating in comedy.
I escape into my self developing art daily.
I garden every morning regularly.
I look forward to singing weekly.
I connect to my spirituality artistically.
I prefer to express myself metaphorically.
Plus symbolically.
But especially spiritually.
Absolutely naturally.
Using animal meanings significantly.
When they cross my path momentarily.
I paint productively daily.
I have not had any training officially.
I paint using acrylics mainly.
I do collages and abstract, I do portraits occasionally.
I painted a friend’s deceased dog recently🐕 .
I resurrected Spot who is now with her for eternity.
I have written my own stand up comedy.
I have performed it four times now, totally.
The first time live, people came up to me.
They said,
“That was really funny 😆 V”
Laughter is healthy.
A daily dose is prescribed by me.
My stage name is Corona Queen 👸 V.
I wrote it in the first eight weeks of the pandemic, initially.
Sitting on my throne counting diminishing toilet 🚻 rolls 🎩 🪄 🔮 magically.
Australian arseholes were being ripped off that extra swipe, 😥 sadly.
The virus is a crown, microscopically.
I created my own 👑 crown and Queen 👸 V was born instantly.
The foundation of the crown 👑 was made from papier mâche.
I blew up a ballon to match the size of my majestic head on that great day.
The symbolism comes from the Financial Review.
The pandemic created an economic view.
There was nothing anyone could do. We all had to just see 👀 it through.
I also created a judge’s 👩⚖️ wig out of toilet 🚻 rolls.
To represent the many lost souls.
I glued them altogether and painted them white.
What the Victorian security guards did, was not at all right.
They violated the rules. They treated Victorians like total fools.
Judge 👩⚖️ V presiding!
Those naughty security guards were material providing.
Their wayward tools were selfishly deciding.
The fate of their city. It was not at all pretty.
Naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty.
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