Veni, Vidi, Vici

Bhekie Bhekie

Last night, Royalty and Rhymes took the stage,
Held us hostage, stole the show, and turned the page.

Poetic echoes linger, a haunting refrain,
Rent-free in our hearts, an echoing claim.

With adieu's and stanzas, they willed the night,
The crowd fell deep in Stockholm's thrall, a captive delight.

Love was the game and we lost our hearts,
Screaming for more, as the curtain played its parts.

The words, a symphony, a poetic spell.
We were under their command, forever to dwell.

Their rhymes, a legacy, forever breaking through!
Hearts were stolen, souls were sold,
We're still reeling, young and old.

The poetic flair was fire, burning bright and bold,
A night of verse and passion, a story to be told.

The BIG 5 with supporting acts came, saw, and conquered

The show lived up to its expectations.

Kudos to Mambo and crew