shall we worry about the future of the USA when rich sponsors throw their money not at the next generation candidates for the presidency but to the septuagenarian male contenders of whatever party?
In this box are Aine's rings, Silver chains and secret things; When she lifts the lid, Set in the mirror, Shines the most precious jewel, And Granda's treasure.
Today is the day Before the school year ends; No matter what the calendar says, Whether you're off to work, Or if you shave, Tomorrow, recall, is Summer's first day.
No more classes, no more books, no more teacher's ***** looks. :)
drops falling steadily upon a misty world far more than fifty shades of green dazzle your senses make you almost hear trees bushes flowers drinking sustenance ecstatically dancing in the rain
Dandelion seed parachutes Fly up to castles in the sky Little child’s eyes open wide Weightless little puffs float Fearlessly holding all hopes High, to castles in the clouds.
Pictured a little child blowing a dandelion to the wind...
Some call it somethingphobic and bellicose Crude masculinist supremacy (by far) Insensitive, sexist, and just plain gross – But it’s righteously vegan – my weekly cigar!