FLORA IS BLOSSOMING THE SECOND TIME Flora or Flower , my first GF long long before  The Thundering Bud , as Mr. Y jokingly called Blossomed in a mountain village just 2 years bf 1984 Watched by my own big brother with a queue of relations adored  It was a snowing afternoon on the ice-covered country walk Stumbling a city-born n city-grown girl  high heels wore Fell again n again though her hand in mine got strong support  My big brother timely cried :  "Put her on your back broad"  I did n she smiled that we cheerfully marched home-ward Her red scarf danced in the world of heavy snow Like wild plum blossoming despite wind , frost n ice A warm flow from my spine heated my body n soul The virgin affection grows bigger n bigger as time flies As Pigsy shouldering his Bride disturbs my heart-door  The old feeling bites n licks yet Oliver wants more Thanks to Mr. Scrooge that Flora's back to our  Group The Thundering Bud brings lightning n spring to Zero's roof The British Rose is blossoming the second time kicking 2nd Coming Let Big Brother desert Animal Farm n damned  watching