Come celebrate a clever bird at nine

Magpies "borrow" bits and pieces
Then place them so they belong
Though doing so won't make a sound
It's still a lovely song

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Listen and repeat.

Swing AND voltage at nine

You know I love that big band sound,
Crowds, and a thumping beat
If you decide to come round
You'd make my drams complete.

Sweep it up at nine

Tonight we're playing jazz and swing.
Come on by, if that's your thing.

Before I forget

Graham Annable (@grickle) was asking for doodle submissions and gave me this. Not quite what I look like, but we'll say close enough.

Don't you dare retire at nine

You hunt me down, as if in sport
Why? Am I not a human being?
What could your puny eyes report?
You can't believe the things I've seen

The only reason for my return:
To live a life that's fully mine
Then ignore all other concerns
And ask for what I want: more time

A New Year at Nine

And now, with good friends gathered near
We dance to tunes for this new year
Collecting all of our good cheer
Into the place we love. Here.