Saw my picture in the paper
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And now some people
Don’t want to treat me the same
When the walls come tumblin’ down
When the walls come crumblin’ crumblin’
When the walls come tumblin’ tumblin’ down

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BOUNCE	DISAPPEAR	DISTANT
GENEROUS	GRACE	ISLAND
JUMP	KNIFE	LIAR
LUDICROUS	NOW	PRECIOUS
SENSITIVE	SURPRISE	ooooo

Ruinously Delicious

All you have to do to crack this code..
… is find within the grid the hidden words,
Once achieved you too’ll have your golden load,
… and can escape the burdens of this world!

Truth be known,
… and it has to be said,
There wasn’t much to go on,
… as most was inside my head!
I had three main clues,
… Not one more,
Just those three to use..
… before l could score!
Those clues were detailed,
… and involved much precision,
One must not be derailed,
… if they sought a decision!

Once in location and from memory,
…. l did so intricately recreate,
Patterning to acquire the lost treasury!
So l could plunder my pieces of eight!
The song l surmised was in fact,
A cleverly hidden clue in disguise,
 …. and l had to admire the crafted abstract,
Designer of this artifacts devised lies!
The lyrics sung aided me to visualise..
…. the final resting place of the gold!
Soon l would be feasting my eyes,
… on the ruinously delicious riches of old!

Right, fourteen words is all l need to find in this grid,
… of 15 x 15 up and down and right to left,
Once l have them, l will handle what is hid,
… and live a life that is rewarding and blessed!
Just fourteen words between me and my freedom,
.. no more being a slave to the world,
I can be me and finally say that ‘l have them beaten!’
… but l need to find them words, they need to be unfurled!
I am standing in the crumbled ruins on the Island of Oak,
Upon the vibrantly coloured cobbled stoned hewns,
… that beneath do so hide The mysteries so often spoke,
But l’ll not return home till l have my doubloons!

© Rory Matier 2020

My thanks to the following prompters for their inspiration…

Thursday Inspiration 52 and Paula of Light Motifs II

The Word of the Day Challenge and   Kristian – Tales of the mind of Kristian