Stories tell the joys and pains, the bumps in the road, the forks taken for the good times, to tell a tale or two of the girls learning lessons. Gifts of the joys and pleasures of the friends and the family members for the growth and changes, schools to view for the long runs in time and space. Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few.
Gifts for the tall dragons, wizards with space and time, gifts for the mature, gifts for the retired giants, understanding men to date for the true colors of love and hate. Love and hate the horns of a goat, happy and gay with the laughs, happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the great. What a great day for new plans, what a great day for the fun and games, what a great day for the saints and the sinners. Plenty of fish in the seas, cages used, dodging the frogs stuck self-serving images in Mirror. Weird equal -wonderful, exciting, interesting, real and different, just like me and posses to locate today.
Happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the graves. Graves to you, and graves to me, every day closer to the setting sun on the end of dazes on earth. Gifts daily to share, words and pictures for the lost, sad and blue frogs and freaks out at night. Lessons to learn, as a teacher or as a student, choices daily, and the room to grow always nice for a turn or two, flipping the coins, and flipping the cards, 52 ways to play this hand.
Great day on the right side of the grave. Happy and delighted with the paths taken, sunny and bright dazes on the beach. On the boat to sail away from hard times to better waves on the ocean. Gifts to share, tales sailing stories of the rocking .Happy for the joys and pains of six kids, happy and delighted with the lessons learned alone the way.
Friends for a season, friends for a cause, friends for a life time to share the joys and pains on the roads to greatness. More gifts to share, more suns to shine, more stars to count, daily gifts for the wishes of the angels, with the saints and the sinners flipping the cards
Back on the beach strangers to friends, balls in the air, games on the beach. Witty, charming, wise brown chocolate babes in shape and jumping for trips by boat. Trips on planes, trains, life as an adventure.
Good times, the best is yet to come, the time of our lives, to dance on the beach. After the rat races, horse and pony shows, trades for dollars done. Retired, mature, 420 connected, house located to hear roars of the ocean, wits and smarts still intact, giants over 6 feet, requested to fit standards set. Tree growers, and blue dreams blowing in the winds.
Sticks and stones will hurt you more than tweets, tales, and blogs written about how great and wonderful you are. So what? Mistakes were made, and no corrections were done. Nothing happen worth writing about for the hurt, wounded, and close to dead girlfriends, that had different views on truthfulness and honesty. Words to live by for the kids that do not grow up, they just get older, the young at heart. Statements made by the clothes that you wear tell a story about you daily. What is the story, you clothes say about you?
It would depend on a lot of factors, if you are the kind of person to wear wings with your clothes ever. Would you dress like a fairy with wings to go to the dentist? Would you dress as a lion to tell a story about the green state of your life? Kids would. Old people and grown-ups would not. Haters and cheaters would not, faux friends would talk about your mental state, and shake their heads, and try not to laugh at the statement of life as a bee with wings. Happy and gay is the lifestyle of the kids at heart. Sex is sex and is the same with the lights out, male or female have the same needs and desires, with the lights out.
Third party views, of fairy tales, and life on the sunny sides. Heard it from a bird or two, sitting in a dogwood tree. Blue bird notes, just out of sight in the dogwood trees, the message to share in sounds. Blue blues sing songs to spread joy and happiness, not because they have answers. Angels, dogwood butterflies, fairies, pixies to change the colors dancing at night. Happy and delighted with hopes, wishes and prayers.
Donkeys, monkeys, spiders and snakes, packs and dens. Donkeys and monkeys, in the hills and valleys. Donkeys in the hills, monkeys on trees, tips and tales to share. Moot, in the end, fruits and nuts, acts and deeds. Tips and tales in the dark, in the hills, goodness and mercy alone. Wishes, dreams and tales to delight. Death on a cross, Jesus Christ, Jesuit Jewish, Charley Jarrot, Jesuit Charlie, saints and sinners to hang. Dogwood trees full of dogwood butterflies, birds and bees. Monkeys swing from dogwood trees, biblical tales to spin, American Birds on hands, stars and wishes.
Dances in the rain, dances in the dark, to dream to dance, life is a beach. Every day about survival, my rivals, my gods, man to man, sex up in airs. Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountian to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift. Time to praises pretty productive people, maps to sunshine. Trips to the moon, seven seas, seven seasons, seven snakes, in the light, blinded again. Roman nights under the cherry moon. Safe for family rides, to castles in the sky, in the mountains. Dreams and dances, trips to the moon, birds and dogwood butterflies, bees and bugs. Stars above the mountains, dances on the shores of time.
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