Goodmorning Kids,
The non events of the assed twenty four have changed very little. Life goes on unyeilding in it's onslaught. The Arbeit of Mein Kampf is good it salves a sore soul. The bread of life is in larger bottles and had it not been as thick it would only urine make. But the twist-off life style is pervasive and the majority by the ways ode read little of their shiny labels. Rice is a grass that mows clean and lives in muck. Its stink enters the glass lucidly. Without , pause to reflect in a detritus filled gourd , without minding the rice tink as it falls. I strive for hops a gaget only rice.
Today I pray for Family and Friends...
I love My Dad
I miss my Son
I hug My Mom
I talk to my Sibs
I work for tomorrow
Peace Love and Something blue and shiny
I can't really follow that better so next time
See my dabble and rubbish in the shrubbery
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K
Bye bye
L
