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Rileys Comet
A stunning scene. Edited for our insatiable reading pleasure. High on a tight-rope. The debutant wearing her 2-piece at one end. The isis general at the other.The plot is for them to tip-toe, slowly towards each other. Marking the point where they intervene. There is to be no inter-course ,excuse me, social intercourse whatsoever! Of course the debutant looses her balance and drops out of sight. Don't worry though. A net hangs below to catch her. At Parade rest the isis general waves, however he has little time to celebrate. A scheduled slot on 60 minutes. Interviewed by a noted British journalists, still wearing her girl scout uniform. His tongue is about to unleash a divine calling, the inevitable War with US! Proving there dominance, to boot. Its all about promiscuity, I hope you catch the simile's that follow. Do we even stand a chance? Its difficult for me to picture, such a sexually pristine enemy. I tip-toe to the bathroom mirror. No new grey hairs. I'm beyond the imperative years of youthful sacrifice. My true heroes are those involved building that "Net", which saved the young debutant. dy Caps off to you wise Gemini. Your work upon the Land. If I could prose a simile. Composure assumed grand. Could it, still somehow stand. Without praise, Commanded. By the unseen Helping Hand. May I please lend my hand? If you would take time to review my "Sensuous November 25th". (perhaps your busy building a fallout shelter.) Please be careful, don't set yourself up, to my telling you, "I told you so". Or misconstrue my words. I'm a believer! I'm just searching for answers. Really! Last night I had a dream. I was a clay pigeon flying over a taped off shot-gun range. In my shadow spins an isis postmaster general, carrying deadly attache case ,and a sack of latticed envelopes. I was locked in his sights. Wondering which side would down me first. I awoke squawking (God bless Steve Allen) Was it brought on by the boloney sandwich I eat before I went to Bed? Now I'm flying on to Las Vages, sin city, of all places. Rumors of a new wonderous fountain. Its bottom lined with a dark blue vinyl, and affixed a radiant red light. Waves dancing on the bubbly surface, and a cool spraying mist. Viewers gasping at the spectacle as though in the twilight, its held in orbit by mysterious hand. Devout , happy evangelists marching towards it, embracing their White Bibles with gold lettering. There leading a group of committed, eager patrons, and passionately declare the fountain, "A New Baptism Ground." Some are naked, one is carrying a sign. It reads "Jesus the Prince of Peace." No authorities are at the scene. There at the casino, of course. Next to the bars, next to the tattoo engraver. Its all about promiscuity, I hope you catch the simile. Nearby stands the Vages Church Its open doors hang a sign that reads. " Absolutely free tithe dancing lessons." "Our purpose statement: To extract the Good Milk, from the coconut, without abusing the Shell. Let us Pray; A Prayer for Peace. I apologize, if it appears I'm painting a too virtual picture. Trying to paint a rose a rose. We live in trying times? My constituencies, ( If I have any?), are ready to take your comments,( If you have any?). As for me, I know my mission: Pitching my tent smack dab on that fountain. Where I can lay, and sleep,and hope, and plead, and yes pray, and yes wait for Rileys Comet
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