Monday, January 18, 2016

Walls, Moots, Baileys, Towers, Castle Paths, Stoned

Common Walls, Jails And Prisons, Walls for knights to guard. Nightmares to deal with the fake friends that leave you to swing in the wind, happy to save their own skin, happy to keep heads in the sand. Gifts and talents runs to good looks, lack of brains, with lots of tickets for trains, and free plane rides. Hell hounds here on earth, gifts from the center of the earth, gifts from the fake friends, lies for the truth and honesty with rose color glasses. Mistakes made with the whales on land, mistakes made with the fairies, mistakes made with the frogs and the fools.

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Captions for the kings that rule, leaders in their field, cash rewards stored, mature, witty a wise, hair long to blew whips in the wind, men in white hats. Giants on land, giants on the seas, yachts, boats and houses next to the sea, dream life for me. The best time of my life is yet to come, with the horses racing for the life to start at the water, common grounds to plant seeds, good times to share daily adventures to start. Gifts to share and stories to grow over time, roads to greatness to choose, hopes, dreams and prayers in place, set to go. Happy and delighted still for the time and space to dream more.

Music to dance to, music to tell pieces of the stories, fairy tales of life to create, Moses and Jesus, men on the same time, white for the masses around the world, another fairy tale to control the sheep. Fairy tales in the bible, happy life after you expire if you follow the rules, or burn in hell, love and devotion with a twist, acceptable to frogs around the globe. Jokers to the right and clowns to the left, stuck in the middle with better stories to get older and wiser as a giant. Gifts to share, the joys and pains in learning the first time, English is fine for me.

Jokes on the dense, laughter for  the frogs, snakes and land whale, stars that I  created with  the pictures, with the names and locations of the cattle on the open ranges. Good times with the pieces of a dream life. Jokes about being stupid, born the day when fresh stupid was out, had to use day old stupid instead, those people lose  ground daily. Stupid can not be fixed, stupid have hard times with formal English, not able to understand to fail, is to learn, first attempts in learning, only the Dence and dumb would ask for  English  instead. Okay to you? Clear as mud for me, the level of hard knocks was unknown for frog.

Coins for the boat man, heads to carry across the river of life after death, dragons to fire the purple lights, so bright for the night views of the bones in the way. Spooks and ghost, that have lost their way. Going up, going down, sites from the fires of the hopes of the displace, souls floating with the angels across the lines. Battles with good and evil, battles for the rights and the reasons, to blow the horns, love and hate, so much more love to make, horns of a goat, sheep in fields to wait.

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