Year of the horse, racing the race at a fast pace, housing has been an issue forever and a daze, help need from the other veteran having trouble making payments, want to start over again, where are those houses. Where are the house empty waiting for new life, waiting to open the doors and the windows wide on the dreams, hopes and prayers of a veteran or two. Papers to write with the terms need, want to take the time?
Who do you love, who do you love, graveyard rime, who do you love, song to sing and dance to, on the radio now, wanted to share with you a song to sing, I like it. What have you seen, where have you been, who do you love, nice song to sing. Not sure who made it, just wanted to take a moment in time, to share my views about that. Shoes on your feet, who do you love, who do you love? walked 47 miles to the graveyard, for the dances of the dead, who do you love? Graves to you and graves to you.
Busy living or busy dying, forks in the world for the change of fortunes, chances to take on the earth angels, goodness and mercy noted for the holidays 2014. Last dazes for the veterans out in the cold winter nights at 50 degrees sometimes less, in the church that need repairs in Long Beach, the Veterans Music Exchange, for the beast and the music mixes that we have to do. Help us help the others with less than their own houses, that have to surf for the free will to stay strong.
Wishes, prayers and desires are for a house, for a castle, for a horse or two to race in the wind on the shores of beaches in and around Long Beach, houses with grass on the sidewalks, with the birds in a pond on the grounds, with steps to the beach, up to three miles next to the beach would be heaven here on earth for me. Dreams in the hot tub watching the stars shoot across the sky, Mars and Venice are the planets that come to mind first. Hot tub, good company to shoot the shit about the dogs and dicks that still work at racing the rats for a buck. Glad to say that is not my story, had a little help from a friend once, that man it his mission to get the monetary consideration for the nightmares that I still have.
Flip the coin, flip the cards, 54 ways to play this hand, goodness and mercy to share about the bumps in the road, trips by RV, while camping out, waiting for the cash rewards for time served in the military. Gifts for life. Writer here, tales and tips to share about views on the animal nature of the dogs and dicks in the classes for the shows, and the cash for the best dog in classes is the life of my family.
Dogs and dicks to share the holiday meals in the backyards in Palm Springs, Uncle Carl and his life with the dogs in the back of the house. 8 dogs for the 5 or 6 dicks in the family to pick up dog dung, is there a market for that? Cum from the dogs sells across the world for $20,000 a shot, dogs and dicks for the good times in Palm Springs for the Brenaghs, the Desilvas, the Baileys, and the dicks and dawgs in the tribe. Not a perfect family, grandmother shot granddaddy for Christmas one year, with a guy he gave Ms. Vic for a gift, I saw it at 2 years old!!
Shot him but did not kill him, he went to the hospital, and Ms. Vic Brenagh went to jail. Later that day, Uncle Carl check his Daddy at the hospital and he lived that day and told Uncle to get grandmother out of jail. Love and hate horns on a goat, saw a chicken get his head cut off that day also. Palm Springs with Indians the spirit water traded for cash, and the good times drinking at the bars, common story for Arron Breangh, my granddaddy.
Baseball for Arron and Red Brenagh, gifts to share with the black teams in Bundy, LA. home to the live and dead family members, graves to you and graves to me. Love the greetings in the sand to the dead family members, their stories tell your story about what you have coming as you age.
Peter Pans over 6 feet tall, dark hair with lots of curls a Spanish man, a lawyer, a doctor, a teacher of shapes and sides to tone the look that you live. In shape, fit and fine, Black American Veteran, with 4 or 5 decades of stories to share.
Steps to give these gifts to friends, family members, foes across the globe, my views on the world as I see it. Mountains to pick and choose to climb, transitional housing is heavy on my mind, like a broken record, notes over 6 years old, disappointed in the progress. Hide the facts that have aged and everything takes longer, have my weight back, full circle for the joys and pains of the help from a RV camper.
Hell on earth is how I saw it, the monetary consideration for me a displace government worker, couch surfing for the love of the family, life turned upside down with the dogs and dicks to yell and scream, nonsense to the dreams I have. Threats to toss me out of a moving car, done with kids in car, examples of a bully to teach to the hairless, wide-ass super sized freaks, frogs and American Toads. Stuck in a coffin with a fat gay guy was the images for the nightmares I have now. A dream partner, for life was the plan, and had to die to get it. Died once in a fire in the RV in Redland, August 17, 2012, enough for me.
Second time was dead from the lack of food, just like my mother, was down to skin and bones. Bones for the box to be planted was the plan for me, done to death by love and devotion of a snake, a charming, good looking snake in the grass.
My fake friend love me for a period, said I was to be his third wife, but forgot to ask me if I wanted that role. No not today, never is a better word for the level of truthfulness and honesty needed in a partner for me, skills to market day for this boyfriend/driver for two or three years. Still have problems with time and space, hate to drive get lost alot, loved the green eye driver from Hollywood, freak at night, but a good guy for a brief moment in time.
Hey little sister, who is the one that you want, nice day for a white wedding, nice day to start again. Hey little sister what is your price to pay, a shot gun wedding, a white wedding, nice day to start again, white weddings by Billy boy, what is his last name not sure now. Brain fart. Long day, sleep not need last night, when rest when I am bones in a box for a moment in time and space. Dead by fire in the RV for love and devotion, nice day to turn the page, on life in a coffin with a gay guy, my driver, my boyfriend? Billy Idle or something like that, is he over 6 feet tall? Great song to rock right with, on a weekend day searching for a house and a home of my own.
The unknown Marine, displace, confused and alone, couch surf because credit score less than 620, at 600 now, help for the confuse, displace, Black American to serve the red, white, and blue matters of the United States of America for six year. First job, first trip by plan, first place to show my red blood for the military, fun time, with the new life after high school, in Coleman, Texas, 80 people in the call in 1978 or 1980, for the tips to travel around the world.
Birthday Views, White Dazes In Grass, Good Times, happy days again. Notes, tips, and takes bare, in ball parks. New views without layers on top, free soul on grass in park. Joys and pleasures in simple life, dreams of the young at heart, plans to make. Bats Out, black moons,bright stars, funny stories, love and hate, horns on goats, good times to share.
Wishes, hopes, prayers in air, stars and moons up in sky, angels also. Fair Tales daily life,adventures all the time,trips to neverlands, Peter Pan. God guys,good guys,depends on the day for some, Captain Hook, once long ago tales from other lands. Magic in the air, pixies dusts, kids lost for all time. Sunny and wet was the temperature in the coastal town of Seal Beach, and the waves were coming fast, over the rocks alone the shore.
Happy notes, joys and pains, bumps in the roads, lessons learned, all the time. Dates to set, mountains to climb, gifts to share, on the roads to greatness in the lights of suns and bright lights on, glory dazes done.
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