Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Many Jobs Done: Cum Suckers: Steven and Sheri Jarrot 7608512267.



Angels, fairies, and pixies are the girls that I know, every day earth angels, for the smiles, for the joys and the laughter of the friends on the side lines. Friends, family members, saints and sinners at the forks in the road, take the high road, not the easy roads. Sails on the boats of the seas of changes, butterflies out for the colors of the sunny dazes on the shores. Hope for the best, and get ready for the pits in the bowls of cherries. Lemons for the sugar and spices for the girls to make the most of the bumps in the road, and drinks made of the lemons, dodging the rocks under the sands of time.

Races with the horses, races with the rats, races for the sinners and the saints, races for the frogs, freaks, and fool, chances to change, lessons complete, or mistakes still to correct. Lessons learned the first time is best, but take all the time needed to learn the lessons well. 

What a life? What a nightmare for a life, dreams of the flipping of the cards, dreams of a better daze with out the trick, dreams of a better daze with a house, dreams of a host of angels full of sugar and spice for the girls in training. Gifts to share with the lessons learned daily bread for the sinners and the saints, wishes on a star. Hopes, prayers, wishes, desires floating, searching for places to land. Pieces of a dream in action, flipping the cards, flipping the coins, taking the high roads to greatness.

Flip the coins, good times to share, songs to sing. Once in hell with the whales on land, last a day and forever, hard to face the facts, that goodness and mercy was lost in this tribe of sinners and saints. Best to leave the snakes alone under the rocks, under the sand and surf, watching the ocean work day in and day out.

Girls, girls and more girls, sugar and spice and everything nice, that is what girls are made of. Strangers to friends, lions, tigers, and bears, that sing songs together for the dances on the sands of time. Cycles to run, seasons to turn, butterflies out for the sunny dazes on the right side of the grave. Happy for the girls in the family tree, happy for the undead and the unstable girls in the family tree, happy and delighted with the lessons learned with the girls to women in my life. 

Happy for the time spent with my mothers, happy for the lessons learned with the stories told of another time in space. History and the stories recorded for the records of the LIFE in 70 years, and stories of the pictures in Time recorded for fifty years. Records of the good, records of the bad, records of the ugly, makes marked in time for the records recorded. Happy to be a teacher, happy to be a student, happy to learn the lessons of the gods from the earth, lessons of the laws of nature, lessons for the bumps in the roads.


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Angels Notes: Sinners With Saints: Goodness And Mercy Back To Back. Love and hate, horns on goat, hate and love, horns to blow. Good times, sad times, bumps in the road, gifts to share, glory days done. Time to take a stand, good times, dances in the rain, all the pleasures with the joys and pains. 

Time on the cross, time to face the lions, kings on a level or two, angels out to protect, earth angels, fairies and pixies. Tales to spin, cash on table, books to write, trips to hell, snakes and frogs. Sharks and whales, birds and bees, trips to hell, blame games to play. Tricked and pimped, eaten alive for a season or two. Crooks and robbers, snakes and monkeys, dances in the rain, dances in the woods. 

Reasons, seasons and causes, tales in your head, dreams dancing in my head. New plans, new dreams, new cattle and more sheep. Blue and green people, search is on, dates to set with mature, witty owls, kings on land, lions to locate. Knights to shine, kings on land, lions in other forms, men of class. Leaders as kings, Peter Pan rides again. 

Snakes in grass, snakes and worms, hackers to kill, accounts high jeted, land whales inside, to delete, to change, to stop written history. Stands of true lights of darkness, evil not good, hate not love, examples of crooks and robbers. Joys and pains, trips to hell, life in the woods. Snakes for all time, snakes since the start of time, snakes out of skin, new skin to put on, yellow snakes and worms. 

Poker players, cards on the table, faces to read, coins on hand, bets to play, good  times in the dark. Crooks, liars, hackers, snakes and frogs, fish to catch and release time to sail, fish to fry. Fires started in the beginning of time, still burning, flames of hope, pots filled with frying fish. Tales to monkeys, tales of donkeys, packs and herds, tails in the air. 

Campers  on wheels, RV and vans, cheaters and liars,  pimps  to trade, cum suckers to work, crooks  to prey, veterans to pay, computers to steal, accounts to hack, snakes and devils inside. Tricks not treats, snakes not sharks, whales on land, snakes with, evil not good. Bumps in road, paths taken in the dark, into the woods, into the shadows, into the black nights. Nights of hell, trips with wolves and snakes. Always a snake, always in the dark, worms and snails. Monkeys swingers in the woods, snakes dens, sinners and saints, under the sands of time. 

1 comment:

  1. Friends for seasons in the sun. For what? Grower, rancher, horses in barn to run? Not enough to go on. House in hills, retire, mature, invester in need of new product to market? Man with plans and goals to grow and expand. WHAT? Reasons to dance, names changes to hide from haters, lots of hot air blowing about seek and crop off hands. Views shared of the fish that got away. Educated and mature frogs and fish, pens used to fight the hate sent by group texts, love and devotion, it is not. Gifts to share to repost the bumps in roads, with the lessons learned....

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