Well!! Tails or Fairytales
don't necessarily
Come to me
momentarily
Hell!! Sails or Diary-Males

Rhyming
might be
overly silly
((Goosed or Scrooged))

Or hell was bend like
a genocide
Taking Sides
Stone cold grave
There is a tree
Pretty Cherry
blossom

Well! I don't
really know
what will be me
I will live out my
lifetime near trees
Bring me back as
beautified Dogwood

Robin-hood

Oaktree Vee's for
Victory
Money doesn't grow
on trees
I Apple
Godly talk Tree
The mall shopping
I pick Cherries
She is peach
Never outreached
Papa don't preach
Trees of love disease

But tails
No gifted
Deals
Getting Meals
on wheels
suicide
Daredevil
Detective
Homicide
Sometimes what is
not real disheveled
But somehow we sense
To know what we feel
We are feeling all
rummaged so
discounted

All numbers
Deli counter
Rare find
Humanity
switch

Like a ripped
sewing stitch

Price tag $  $  $
Richly-Poor
You felt touched
Fairytale opened
another door
Someone was buying
you cut like a knife
Such a rarity steak

Every week
he bluffed
My call-
After a while
   Gamed
Puff the magic
((Red Dragon))

All Jarred
tightly in
his Treehouse
Mr. Mason
Not a person
Wagging and
he is dragging
your words

Wedding hits you
Not the fairytale sweet
Not buying his story
Chirp Twitter tweet

Chippendale Male
Dancer of hell and
glory
Doing the count
Not a smile out of
Mona Lisa
Count Dracula
Hula hoop
Robin redbreast you
know the scoop
Your hip bone
I phone

Dr. Seuss or secrets
you truly possess
I am a root
of myself
One black
number dress
Like the
Mothers womb

We were born to see the world
Teething crying but never
to understand

Congeals Fairytale of emails
Too many death suicides
What ends to begin
Uncertainty not being sure
But All or not all
It's certainly time for the call
If its a tattle tale or fairytale
I will never fall
I know I am pure
Bluest sky azure
What it conceals
when we are dying

Lampshade
Shade me Man made
Tree rare-homemade
Trees also die
But I will be sitting
around them
And smiling
about them

Spiritual Rare site
Trees are my life
They are a root
To my happiness
No tattletales
Even getting the root
of your emails
Trees are the winners
It's hard to find the
truth for what its worth
Enjoy what you have
Good earth
Or Man with stares
I will be enjoying
Who I am__
For years and years