Ain't Your Mama", Not Your Toy, Not Your Dream Babe, Lovers . Dick Heads,On The Down Low, Black And Yellow, Snakes, Spiders And Worms. Good Time Toads.

Nuts, fools, frogs, freaks, sons to shine, bitches, babes, sister searching for another, man alone, senior alert, ways to see the light.Ain't Your Mama", Not Your Toy, Not Your Dream Babe, Lovers . Dick Heads,On The Down Low, Black And Yellow, Snakes, Spiders And Worms. Good Time Toads.

  Biblical stories, the birth of Christ, hooked not married, brought a bastard in the world in a barn. Same story told eight times around the world. Daily bread for the masses, horse and pony shows. Food for sheep, fun for witty, educated , interesting, real and different earth angels. W E I R D, are words for rich and young at heart. Hidden messages in stories told, written history to pass down.actsofsnakesingrasslandwhales.blogspot.com

 

 

'LOVE ME FOR WHO I AM NOT FOR WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE'.PETER PAN, MICKY MOSES, MICKS AND DICKS, HEADS TO COUNT. HONEY MAKERS, BEES AND WASPS, DANCES IN THE DARKNESS, DANCES IN THE AIR. GOOD TIME FROGS, MEN AND MICE, CARTOONS ACROSS THE DECADES.Ain't Your Mama", Not Your Toy, Not Your Dream Babe, Lovers . Dick Heads,On The Down Low, Black And Yellow, Snakes, Spiders And Worms. Good Time Toads.

 Madness, Windows In Heaven: Sinners And Saints:Witches, Bitches And Babes, Dreams In Actions, Head Counts.To Bury, To Burn, Dust In The Winds, Graves For You, Graves To Me, Bones In A Box, Rest In Peace.Crook,thief, liar, words in waves. history created, not news today. Deborah Calip RN at JPS Health Network John Peter Smith Hospital , The University of Texas at Arlington Arlington, Texas, United States

Three years gone, the best is yet to come, to forget, to not know, who you are, where you are, in the darkness for the rest of your life. That is the sentence given to him, my dad, Jack Bailey, Bill, or Walter Richard Bailey, to die in left field. Dementia to take his breathe away. 

 

Everybody dies, none of us are getting out alive, we were all born to die, how will you leave this world. Across the decades 8 for my dad, and all the things, he had to go though. Seasons of lessons, waves to make, words to exchange, how great life was for a simple man. 

 IT’S TRUE!Homes, Hopes, Wishes, Dreams In Motions: Out Of Fucks To Give:No Free Rides.Stupid can not be fixed. Cured Or Traded, Charms And Wits. Dense For Life: Tricks.Tales on land and beaches on sands of time. Burn and bake snakes for boots.Ain't Your Mama", Not Your Toy, Not Your Dream Babe, Lovers . Dick Heads,On The Down Low, Black And Yellow, Snakes, Spiders And Worms. Good Time Toads.

Going back over the decades, he was, and is still the oldest of 15 kids, back in the day, in the beginning, these are the roots, that we share. Only one shot in the pass, when most of the kids were young, taken in 1951. 

 Lord Have Mercy, for They Know Not What They Do.It may not be kosher. WTH! 5151:So you feel me, thanks, now I feel you, as well, feelings, shall we share,here and now, here it comes..,Whatever situation you may be going through remember that is only temporary and things will change.Ain't Your Mama", Not Your Toy, Not Your Dream Babe, Lovers . Dick Heads,On The Down Low, Black And Yellow, Snakes, Spiders And Worms. Good Time Toads.

Back in the 1930s, something happen to the water, all the women across the world, was having multiple births. 5 Girls born in Canada in 1934, was the first five girls born healthy, and helped their parents, make the money needed, to help them live and grow. 5 Bitches in a basket, was how I saw it, and how I recall it, as well. 

 

Big families, was the thing, recreate yourself, with the kids that you have. Bill Bailey, was created after, Walter Richard Bailey, and after Jack Bailey was created, we all have three faces, three names, three signs that follow us for life. My beliefs, my hopes, my views, my values, my dimes to drop, writing history, the way it was. My gift to you. 

 

Dead and dying, how the others left, and went away, the views shared are mine, given freely, today, yesterday,and tomorrow, to write, is to live, to create history is the job, to give, to take, to expand, to explore the events, that has happen. Ain't Your Mama", Not Your Toy, Not Your Dream Babe, Lovers . Dick Heads,On The Down Low, Black And Yellow, Snakes, Spiders And Worms. Good Time Toads.

 

 

My aunt Sally, Lee Young, Mary Lee Bailey, was her birth name, but I could be wrong, died, and the story was, she ran into a tree. George, George ,George of the jungle, watch out for that tree, was the first though to come to my mind. 

 

Words in waves, salads to toss, good times, sad times, weird times, dances on the sands of time. Happy and sad, thinking about the end, for my dad. It makes me slow, it makes me simple, in makes me want to run, I have to say. W E I R D, Strange, different, are words, for rich ,and young at heart.

 

Love and hate, coins to flip, horns of a goat, tips and tales, words in waves, back in time, Gwen, Estella, my aunt, and her names, died, at the age of 27, left two kids, Tim and Jeanie, not sure now. 

 

 

It has been so long, back in 1977, killed, and burn alive. Burn baby burn, songs of the 1960s, term comes to  mind. What a way to go, to leave, and never come back. Hello Again, Gwen, was thinking about, you back in time, baby sitter for Jacks kids, do you remember when?George, George ,George of the jungle, watch out for that tree, was the first though to come to my mind.