Turning the page again, Dennis Duke had to leave, it was to long, it was another piece of news for Pepper. Hot Pepper, so much better than Patty Duke, the pastiche queen his first wife. Every day was a sunny day, every day was a holiday, but Dennis was gray alone.
Hot Pepper was his life. Hot Pepper was the reward for 25 years in service to his babies mama. Thank god childhood has a end to it. Lighthouses on the shores, warnings out, ships back on the docks for the night. Good times over for the night. Cats in the cradle, the man and the moon.
Happy notes to share, dazes to dance in the sun. Songs to sing. Happy with the joys and pains of growth, lessons learned the first time. What a great day to be alive. Birds and bees, flowers in dogwood trees, filled with dogwood butterflies.
Just do not have time for anger, time to take a joke, time to start something new. Trips on the boat traveling the seven seas, what a great day to live large in the shade of blue skies. Good times to dance in the rain.
Diamond Souls: Hairs To You, What a different way to wear locks of hair, cool way to go, not sure for every one. Not sure how the hair thing works, could hurt a bit, hard to know. Night Pixie: Lighthouse visited the first time Dennis Duke, can to California, to see the last wedding. Maxine Moore, Max Moore, girlfriend to the young at heart, found a rolling stone. One in a million, the one and only flower child, the last one in California. It was another sunny date in Santa Barbara, the ship was fun to sail, with family and friends. The Queen Bee, ready to sail, after the legal dance is done. Tying the knot for the second time. Back to square one, joys and pains of grown and change, new adventures to create for the Dukes.
Turning the page again, Dennis Duke had to leave, it was to long, it was another piece of news for Pepper. Hot Pepper, so much better than Patty Duke, the pastiche queen his first wife. Every day was a sunny day, every day was a holiday, but Dennis was gray alone. Hot Pepper was his life. Hot Pepper was the reward for 25 years in service to his babies mama. Thank god childhood has a end to it. Lighthouses on the shores, warnings out, ships back on the docks for the night. Good times over for the night. Cats in the cradle, the man and the moon.
Happy notes to share, dazes to dance in the sun. Songs to sing. Happy with the joys and pains of growth, lessons learned the first time. What a great day to be alive. Birds and bees, flowers in dogwood trees, filled with dogwood butterflies. Just do not have time for anger, time to take a joke, time to start something new. Trips on the boat traveling the seven seas, what a great day to live large in the shade of blue skies. Good times to dance in the rain.
THE TALKING GIBBERISH.To fail or not to fail to learn life lessons. Good bad and sad tales. Wishes on the moon, dances in the dark, dreams of peace and happiness. Turning pages, getting back up, rebirth for butterflies....Angels In Host. Liked the picture you uses. Diary keeper. Lots of luck with that, faces online, lots of laughs under wraps.The Floaters - Float On .
THE TALKING GIBBERISH.To fail or not to fail to learn life lessons. Good bad and sad tales. Wishes on the moon, dances in the dark, dreams of peace and happiness. Dicks, dawgs, dates, cows to call home. Pimp to call, Steven Jay Jarrot, cheap tricks, sluts, slugs, snakes for free rides. Suckers for cum, faces of frogs, faces of fools, faces of cows to call. Jewish Wales. Moves made, pages to turn. Sheri Beth Jarrot, Rach Jay Jarrot, butches, dykes, bitches in heat to date. Crooks, cheaters, liars,sluts, slugs, snakes in grass, good time, party and pay. Party like a Jew, meant party on somebody else’s dime.
The Jew’s father who was not in New York City, with his kid for the party better than the Rock stars did not include any of her natural family. This party was with the other Jew’s and it was better than the Rock Stars, according to this Desert Jew Girl from the polo team in Palm Desert, LA Quinta, Indio deserts in California. Party on the church dime is where she is and has a better party than the rock stars. Not sure what the word party actually means from a New York City view, from a desert person of California.
THE TALKING GIBBERISH.To fail or not to fail to learn life lessons. Good bad and sad tales. Wishes on the moon, dances in the dark, dreams of peace and happiness. Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart. Have so much more work to do, walking the tracks, boots for the show of force. Whips and chains on the side, dicks and dawgs barking hard, to get there and get things done, boots made for walking over the slow and the simple, glory days again.
Hands to snakes, hands to heats, hands out to lend a hand, ways to grow. Ways to shine, ways to have a good time. Life in the nines, life in the 25 reams of light, butterflies and bees, love in the air. Love and hate, hate and horns, halos and hellos, birds in the dogwood trees. Gifts for the angels on earth, angels with blue hairs, hairs on the hear, hares to wear.
Friends for a season, friends for a cause, friends to last a life time. Notes to share, sports with snakes, friends for the moments, foes for the lessons, family with pets. Life on the side of the road, eyes in the dazes of pain, views from a tin can. Views of a bird in a cage, tin can views, life stuck in a coffin, heads up for the story, that had a nice end. Bird got a way, bird back in the air, bird back in sky, free again.
THE TALKING GIBBERISH.To fail or not to fail to learn life lessons. Good bad and sad tales. Wishes on the moon, dances in the dark, dreams of peace and happiness.
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