Love to take, love in the air, need more love, make it with the winds, birds to sing, love to create, songs in the wings of doves. Songs of angels, songs of sinners, songs of love and hate, hands to share the tales of freaks. Cows and cattle, sheep and goats, Jesus Christ, bitch born in a barn, doors always off. Cattle to snakes, frogs to fish, dances on the sands of time. Blue notes, blue skiues, angels to carry the freaks, the frogs, kisses for the good, kisses for the luck.
Notes of blue wishes, kids young at heart, fairies, angels to hide, hopes and dreams to hit the air waves. Ships to sail, Peter Pan, out to catch, giants on land, giants to see, good and bad, tips and tales. Stories of love and hate, joys and pains, bumps in the roads.
Thanks for the angels in my life, walking on sunshine, daily events, feels so good, songs to sing, songs on the radio, happy to share. Notes of love and hate, sheep and goats, babies to be born, good times, lights in the sunshine. Walking on sunshine, good times, feels good, times to share, the bumps in the road, the lessons learned, to teach, to learn, daily events. Not news, history recorded, walking on sunshine, babies in the air, stars to shine, in the white lights, ;purple for the hope, out in the air, dreams of love and hate, the love of a child, the young at heart.
Cuba s better than Mexico, and those family members are used to be projection for their owning feeling. It is how we get our feel good. So help me become the great Jewish Party Person, who is much better than a Rock Star. At least the Rock Stars are not equal to me in the Big Apple. Snakes in Apple is a worm in Paradise, or the snake with the weak man, who wanted SEX for the apple. I have a bald head, and my life is over, thank God for the black magic woman that my sire took to give me driving lessons. She bought me a car, and my sire and mare are working together again. We will soon be back in place. My sister from another mother, or just a lost soul, that had a trip to hell with Steve/ Eve/ Adam Jarrot, the bisexual freak, or steers and queers, like the rest of the family to include mother Sima, Rachel Rotten with or without hair, moot always to the saints and the sinners, who cares how much hair she has? Get another $6000 hair cap again, and call it natural faxu hair, bitch, butch, whale, cow, buff, what? 805 205 5026, or 760 3601613 or 310 777 7889 to concur or not. Better dazes ahead, dream on, and dream big, blue stars out tonight, shining bright.
Spooks and ghost, land of the dead, tales of the living, tales of the expired, love and hate. Gifts to share, tales to spin, love and hate, goats and kids, horns of love and hate, songs to sing, what does love have to do with it? Hate the lessons of the bumps in the road, hearts broken, wings broken, angels on earth. Dead again, hung on the cross, left to die, just like the other fairy tales. Bible stories, of a bastard born in the barn, the one to save the worlds, lands of tricks, con games, Jesus Christ, book of fables. Tales to stay alive, tales for the sheep, tales for the goats, love and hate, views to share.
Angels Wings Broken, Falls From Sky, To be human again. Star bright tonight, wishes, dreeams, hopes and desires, up in the air. Treats for the young agt heart, kids forever, stuck between the light of childhood, and the darker shades of rights and reasons, to changed at age 12, for all the kids, all around the world. Not my story, my mom expired, before my 12 birthday, had to find her later in a book. " Are You My MOther", a kids story, my story after my mother died, when I was 11 years old.
My Mother was a wise old lady at the age of 34, she was the leader of a pack of angels, or candles in the wind for a brief moment in time, Aleane Breangh Bailey, May 12, 1937 to October 16, 1971, the period of light on earth, the kids forgotten that were alive, only wanted to be with God and the dead kids, is what I would like to believe. The reason why she expired so young.
Biker Girls, Girls In Red Hoods, Good Tales...Reflections today, third party views.This was an email, that I got from my sister from another mother, and how upset she still is about learning the type of frog the bullfrog really is or reptile that has not learned any new life lessons since Fairfax High School in Hollyweird, California-when dirt was young-(Steve/Eve/Adam 4 Adam Jarrot) still dump as rocks? Brains exchanged for trains, so sad just senseless now, and full of self as always. You can share your views are not, these are written history, okay you know, recorded..
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