Mostly

It was all up to Breasts

And as usual Breasts was ready

There was nobody else like her

No competition anywhere

If it was to be

Breasts would be queen

Of the Universe!

Seems like America had hit some turning points recently and with odd American magic the future somehow excites my curious mind.

The future may be a strange form of Jetsons after all? So while Portaland and Austin try to stay weird the country accidentally is getting weird anyway and it was all along. Sometimes to bring out barf bags and sometimes to inspire moments of extreme patriotism. Only in America!!!

Sounds as sweet as love..

No pointed icicles to puncture

But holding the heart in wonder

Tasty with a touch of berries

Lights rotate green tiny fairies

Oh your ship sails with liberties

Letters to a children who writes

Say you are learning new hats

With the white swans into songs

Living longing for the art cries

Darling lets dance in mornings

Not with loss in your heart

Let your spirit rise

Do not shed a tear

Never do you cry

I am there for you

Dream can be true

Never do you cry

Do not shed a tear