Sept 4, 2016, stories of lovers, tales of jackasses, frogs and snakes in grass, notes of a devil with green eyes, dreams of lovers to cum, dreams of dicks in line, cash to pay, to fuck his face, tricks of a pimp on wheels, real shit.
Thoughts of a snakes in the grass, Steven Jarrot, Full Deck, question in the air, full deck of worms, hard to say, just another poker player, thinks he is the best, in his world. Hats and horns, wigs and caps, faces of whales on land.
Horse to water, roads with rocks, races done for the moment, light at the end of the road, paths taken over time and space, tricks and balls in the air, boys and men, knights to ride, quest for luck. Wars and battles, kings on land, captains on the ships, knights to arms.
Good times under the red moon, good times the eyes of the looker. Looks to change, old and season, mature, witty and wise, to learn, to teach, each day. Hands out to help, hands out to share the loads, hands to make up your minds, rules that stand. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, joys and pains, good times again. Brown and black, babe of one, dancing on the waves, beaches for dreams, 5'7" 130 pounds, ready to race the winds, horse and pony shows, giants to find, quests of long life, joys and pains, hands to hold, stories and tales to create, over time and space. Here is my hand, ready to begins, love and hate, hats to wear, giant in a yellow hat, cowboy rat riders, over 6 feet tall, over 6 decades here on earth, teachers and students of charms and wits. Wishes in the air, great day on earth, gifts of times to met...
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