Arden Hills

I’m a bouncing ball rolling on this highway road to not be able to find you why I always come back to find you..no not disaster..no I don’t like it the same lame lucky shoes he pointed out again then and now again gone. Lord please let him know I am not keen on him no I don’t like you fellow you have killed my after life jive

Buddhist temple of God shrine shrink wrapped to carry easily accessible one might say. Shine on this road to the gospel of John and he shall hear your cry.. not the weeping kind — a sound of delight seeping into a bushel of apples crunch and bite killed my after life remember what is the time she asks huh how to make good use of non verbal contract one might say.

I am burdened with the design to hurt and reap by the ache inside of me see it’s a catch you 22 up the hill backwards down to a soft spot forward keep on the march or marche manifestation they say in France.

Oh brother be kind to my mistakes

Going forward now that I know bleach black and blue

Too much can kill you along with the slow burn of summer

Following red tips for the delay in race one triple crown deck winner ducks in shame

Mighty name of God shrine of May 24 my birthday no celebrating in our county please

Heat rash driving me down to the coast for your time and consideration why you should have any help makes me wonder how bratty you were whereas

I was a young woman with big breasts yes you look and laugh away from sight and so should you

Hell or high taking no action means to be nigh — close alright.. they’re gonna start a fight like a rolling stone..ah..sigh*