Nothing But Nuts.
Time to make the donuts, time to do the dances for dollars, it's Monday, the rats and the horses still running races, back to square one. Good times for the lessons, for the rules of the frogs and the fish in the seas, follow the rules, or go to hell.The rewards of Jesus Christ and his cousin Moses, hanging on the dogwood tree, for the pictures of prefection, the dead dog. Fairy tales for the oceans of frogs and fish. Control in church with the horse and pony shows there.
One nut started a tree, more nuts together started the woods, so many nuts planted, time for the food and more nuts to fall. Circles of life, from the beginning when the nut fell into the ground, the roots of the nut started to grow. Fruits, nuts and frogs, at the dawn of the cycle of the fours and the fives, the powers of the numbers the power of the colors defined as the life of the world, then the animals. 12 ways, 12 animals, 12 hours on the clocks, and how much stronger more ground is covered in games played with 12 monkeys on a team.
The secrets of the fairy tales, the hidden messages out for the men at play, for the life of love and the display of the lies told in your face. Giants on the right side, Jordan Maxwell, the old guy in the movies. Signs of the times in the stories created for sleeping frogs. The horse and pony shows for control of the minds of sleepin dogs. Men in the skins of 12 animals, the faces that we flip from time to time. In the shadows in the darkness, alone in the night. On the other hand are the fairies, the pixies, and the earth angels, flying high and granting wishes, hopes, prayers of the dogwood butterflies.
Dogwood butterflies state butterfly for California, hung ed on a dogwood tree, for the monkey on a tree, example for land whales. Gifts to share around the globe at least 8 times, for the classes for classic frogs, jokers, snakes, monkeys, and jackasses first. The clowns, the jokers, first around the tree, lessons to learn. In the start of the cycle to fail or not to fail, in the first attempts in learning, around the tree, time and time again until lessons on life are taught.
A teacher or a student every day, with the smiles of the young at heart, wings out in play, for the joys and laughter, on display for the fairies. Child's play is a secret for the gifts of the great. Songs to sign of the parties all day, pieces of the sunshine to give away. Happy and delighted for a new day, everyday life of an earth angel, hopping to get things done, in the day time. Pixies, fairies in the colors of the things in the world, with paints to color happiness.
Out of this world, not of this world, zombies, spooks, and devils, in the faces of frogs, hidden in the gyms, the monkeys hard at work on shapes of wellness, fit and fine, horses, frogs and fish. Powers in the numbers, powers in the numbers, gifts to share, lessons learned. In the eyes of a child, play time in the sun. Sunny and bright days, for the fruits, for the nuts, for the dances around the trees, the tiger with the clothes, eaten in the end, after the trips around the nut trees, the dogwood trees, to live long time.
Waiting is the worst when you are early, wait on a new fish caught in a cage, another attempt in learning, no mistakes. Factors that cost money, time and attention, who has time for forks in the road. To the right need to act, want different results , chances to take on time limits. To the left still waiting a period for the mask to fall on the fish frying.
Plans,goals,dreams, prayers in motion to move ahead, no grounds to stand on, place on boat rocking. Some of the fears, some of the bumps in the road, and who will travel alone the way. Questions in the air, trails and trades to exchange goods and services one way to look at heads on the coin. Balls in the air, for the best times yet to come, dancing in my head.
Girls of the band, Dead Dolls Dreamers, for one the zombie chicks and vampires in the group, songs and dances to do, for the fright of others. Round and round the tree of life, in the center of the dogwood forest, stood the tree that Jesus Christ hung on, the roots there, Hang them high Jesus and Moses brothers in three lifetimes, still back again, as brothers.
To learn lessons to fail or not to fail, in your first attempts in learning, fix stupid people for love, a lost cause, born after all the stupidity had been given out, got day old stupid instead, to lose grounds daily. No way to fix stupid, dense, and dumb, waste of time, to try to teach those dogs new tricks. Changes minds of the walking dead, a frogs that are vain, is a hard sell for a horse and pony shows to last 7 seasons.
Zombies are the living dead, Seven Snakes with in the hell hounds, brothers in another form, brothers that are sinners not saints. Moses and Jesus, hanging on dogwood trees, death by hanging once in common Fairy tales, told so many times, the messages to sleep though life, believing in men and there races to greatness. Have I got stories about a few. Stories are what we have in the end, effects never die, the seeds are planted now.