Blow blow bubbles with love oh sweet damn...

Being spanked by Grandmasters hands

I love how she does it good

All the power is real

Thats understood

As it takes practice

To see this mirror image

A tatoo fades each night

Sweet tender lips

Everything will be fine

Baby

Baby

Hit me one more time

Hit that butt

I told you

Got it going on

Oh grandmaster

Your ways may old

As your hand tight

They hold

Im getting old

Grandmaster's hands

Oh yea

Feel the power

Of those magic hands

Magic hands

Oh yea...

Take nothing.

My heart speaks about the music pushing a dam to bust apart:

To purify into a fun loving flow

And the places to go

You can talk to me

By the melting snow

In a the yellow light of dusk

There are little birds

Singing in the morning

Completing the night

Rising with strength.

What do I believe in now besides writing and friends?

Egad?

My faith in much has gone down!

I believe in myself

I have unshakable belief in my country

But overall the world has shown to much of a dark side in the last few years.

Oh the power?!

Ode to ignore it

As this is my secret

The who poodle

When I wasn't looking

The pants are walking

Get them poodles running

Watch them run.