Top of the morning to you, hope all your wishes, dreams and prayers in action are on the way to you, granted for the good deeds done. Gifts, rewards and bonuses for the treats, trades, and exchanges done for the fruit and nut, pies from the sky to watch for daily, to thank Jesus or Moses? Rats running the races on the sands of times.
Horses races on the beach, a song to sing, and a dance for the goods.
Dances for the services that you need, and lessons to be learned. Gifts to share of the joys and pains of the bumps in the road, with family members, friends and foes, lessons learned. Time to flip the cards, time to flip the coins, for the dreams, riches, prayers, and hopes up in the air, time to watch the shooting stars.
Blue stars, the bright and shining blue stars of David, blue stars with five and six points. Views to share, noses are views and the questions that come to mind, flipping the cards, 54 ways to play this hand.
Songs to dance and sing the nights away, walks on the beach, downtime in the hot tub, pieces of a dream, notes to share. Happy and delighted for the lights on, happy and gay about the facts of the matter, the snakes are under the rocks again. Time to save a snake dazes done, gifts to share of the tales and the treats, RV camping with a whale on the beach.
Gifts of oral talents, to spread across the state of California, living the dream life , whales on land, and seven snakes, to shake and bake today. Something to share with the fruits and the nuts, and the basket cases to date. Prey on the beach, whale on land for the oral treats, expert to sit for a turn on the face of a frog. Date a freak, date a frog, or date a fool? Happy and gay lifestyle to share, for the good times with the tricks, dicks and chicks, share this life forever?
RV camping for a life of cum to drink, life of bags of shit to trade for the attention of a freak or two. Time to spent for a day, time to spend a week, time to spend a life time, share a good looking frog or two, that live to party and play, date a snake for the cheap life on the edge of main stream life, a trip on the wild side to share.
Turning the pages on a dark period, moving on to a brighter dazes on the beach, it is time. Dates with a horse charmer, 420 blowing in the wind, watching the horses cum and go, pieces of a dream, the birds and the bees. Dreams of mine, on the beach, watching the horses down, for the water after a race or two. Animals and bugs that fly, gifts of wings to get here and there, new starts are the meaning of the butterflies.
Dogwood butterflies are the state butterfly for California. Just to let you know, San Diego butterfly born on a Wednesday or a hump day, in the hands of goodness and mercy, at the Mercy Hospital in San Diego. Another story of what I think happen that day, the day I was born, what a though to remember the day you were born? Why go there? Never seen any movies that go that way, something else in the back of my head. Happy and delighted for the open doors, happy and gay with the wishes and prayers up in the air, waiting for the pies in the sky to fall.
Ready for better dazes for the old guys like my dad, Jack Bailey for the family and close friends, Bill Bailey for the owners and the sellers of buildings or houses for the masses that they supply, or Walter Richard Bailey Jr, and have forgotton the other names used from time to time. Happy Birthday Dad, have a great day, and so many more. Joy and happiness to share about the good times and the best dazes for the stories and tales to share of a better daze. Happy and delighted for the gifts to share daily of the bumps in the road, and the joys and happiness shared with the people that matter more now.
Tales and tips of the girls that you had, and the lies and the shades of truth, in black, white for a light tone of the piles of shit given for truth and honesty. Bend and twisted views of a better dazes with rose colored glasses on for the races on the beach, against the sands of time.
Pieces of the dream of the life and begining for the first child that you had with my mother, Aleane Breanch Bailey, and the story of the birth of Debbie.
Heard the story of the arrival of Deborah D. Bailey , born on the road, June 21, 1958. Not in the state of California, that was not where she was born, a long story I have to share with you. Here is your gift of a tale of the birth of your first child.
Ready for better dazes for the old guys like my dad, Jack Bailey for the family and close friends, Bill Bailey for the owners and the sellers of buildings or houses for the masses that they supply, or Walter Richard Bailey Jr, and have forgotton the other names used from time to time. Happy Birthday Dad, have a great day, and so many more. Joy and happiness to share about the good times and the best dazes for the stories and tales to share of a better daze. Happy and delighted for the gifts to share daily of the bumps in the road, and the joys and happiness shared with the people that matter more now.
Tales and tips of the girls that you had, and the lies and the shades of truth, in black, white for a light tone of the piles of shit given for truth and honesty. Bend and twisted views of a better dazes with rose colored glasses on for the races on the beach, against the sands of time.
Pieces of the dream of the life and begining for the first child that you had with my mother, Aleane Breanch Bailey, and the story of the birth of Debbie.
Heard the story of the arrival of Deborah D. Bailey , born on the road, June 21, 1958. Not in the state of California, that was not where she was born, a long story I have to share with you. Here is your gift of a tale of the birth of your first child.
Deborah D. Bailey- The story as told to me while visiting grandmother Vic, in Palm Springs, Ca, during the years in the service. Have that story to share and more of the details to clear the blank space for the missing pieces of the pie. Our history to tell for the young and the old toads like my dad, that forgot how to use a phone.
One day in 2015 July, Christmas in July, stolen taken without surprice, fag hag snake came out of the den Steven Jarrot, leader of pack of wolves, green eye devil. Seven snakes within, hell hound liar and cheater Steve Jarrot, Seven Snakes, Cum Lord, fame in oral talents, to prey on weak. Smiles of a clown, with rose colored glasses, freaks to cum, sucker to take. Gifts of free wills, cum suckers will take, flipped and eaten alive.
First step taken in the light of day. 1 computers stolen at best buys, snake in skin. Hell hounds. Police on the water, coast guards, police on the beaches. Tips of tales, history created, time to turn on lights. Frogs and fish fry, fires on the beach, waters hot. Soups with fish. Magic in black pots. 420 growers burn for butter. Gifts to dead and dying, help for displace veterans, black women.
Questions to ask, jokers and poker players to the side, dug for sand, shit also by the bag. Happy Holiday 2015, ChristMas in July, computers stolen at best buys, snake in skin. Hell hounds. Charming excuses, charming lirs, truthful and honesty, just punch lines to more jokes. Games to play, funny faces in the mirror, snakes and monkeys under the skin. Houses purple and blue, dogface butterflies.
Mistakes made to grow bigger, mistakes corrected for the lessons learned, if the mistakes are not correct, will do the same ones over and over again. Look at the history of the old and dated member of your family, for the joys and pains of the happy dates, joys and pleasures of the lessons learned alone the way.
Gifts to share of the ways and means to a better daze. Gifts of stories told to clear a little of the darkness of the shades and shadows of the moon, gifts of tales share of the ways of the world, in your family. the ways of your tribe.
One day in 2015 July, Christmas in July, stolen taken without surprice, fag hag snake came out of the den Steven Jarrot, leader of pack of wolves, green eye devil. Seven snakes within, hell hound liar and cheater Steve Jarrot, Seven Snakes, Cum Lord, fame in oral talents, to prey on weak. Smiles of a clown, with rose colored glasses, freaks to cum, sucker to take. Gifts of free wills, cum suckers will take, flipped and eaten alive.
First step taken in the light of day. 1 computers stolen at best buys, snake in skin. Hell hounds. Police on the water, coast guards, police on the beaches. Tips of tales, history created, time to turn on lights. Frogs and fish fry, fires on the beach, waters hot. Soups with fish. Magic in black pots. 420 growers burn for butter. Gifts to dead and dying, help for displace veterans, black women.
Questions to ask, jokers and poker players to the side, dug for sand, shit also by the bag. Happy Holiday 2015, ChristMas in July, computers stolen at best buys, snake in skin. Hell hounds. Charming excuses, charming lirs, truthful and honesty, just punch lines to more jokes. Games to play, funny faces in the mirror, snakes and monkeys under the skin. Houses purple and blue, dogface butterflies.
Mistakes made to grow bigger, mistakes corrected for the lessons learned, if the mistakes are not correct, will do the same ones over and over again. Look at the history of the old and dated member of your family, for the joys and pains of the happy dates, joys and pleasures of the lessons learned alone the way.
Gifts to share of the ways and means to a better daze. Gifts of stories told to clear a little of the darkness of the shades and shadows of the moon, gifts of tales share of the ways of the world, in your family. the ways of your tribe.
Ready for better dazes for the old guys like my dad, Jack Bailey for the family and close friends, Bill Bailey for the owners and the sellers of buildings or houses for the masses that they supply, or Walter Richard Bailey Jr, and have forgotten the other names used from time to time.
There are always plans in place, just do not have the time and attention to all the things that matter, because it has not been addressed yet. We have to take a few minutes to reflect on the good, the bad and the ugly parts in order to see the larger picture, and all the events that are going on now and then.
Change is something that I do not have a problem with, it is also about growth. Not ready to push up daisies, and do not have time to sleep until I am buried. So the work has to be done, and the peter piper is the first one out, to sing and dance and be the leader for the next group of people in place for greatness.
It is a secret what that is for each and every one of us, and it is why we were sent to stay on earth, to complete a task or two. What is it for you? What is it for the people that you cross on your journey on earth? How in touch are you? If you are a one page person, this is not for you, you believe in nothing that matters, because your book does not have enough pages to keep anyone’s attention for long. The people that you cross during your lifetime are there for a purpose, a reason, a season or a lifetime , you just have desire what the reason is. It may or may not be something that you know from the beginning, or something that you decide from their actions.
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