Just So You Know

Your visits or comments mean very little unto this myself; actually Too many years now left wading through a glimpse, be her Babylon.. Thinking that perhaps Ancient allotted such a right to carry on wayward Confuceous in their fortune's crumbling secular cookie jar ? Splatter it about An abductive writ and everyone wishes to be part of, something; pasted particles Just ask his fallon, Lucifer ? He's going to have a baby Rosemary's child we all shall know What the little lad is experiencing while they mature into this foreboding cinematic creation ? Shedding these sentimental telepathic tears; upon her set as an advisor from afar his patronage With nine extras drapped be long black robes the reapers and their kind ? But nay not homage script.... Love's infant tender still mild amid time's manger; beginning without end sprinkling His stars yes; Actually.