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The Snow No Longer Falls in December

I want you to ponder and ruminate
About how dark it gets when it's late
When the clouds cover the moon
And the sun won't be rising soon,
That's the time when ghosts roam
Trying to get back to their real home

Imagine a life quickly taken
And in a transparent form you awaken
You're terrified
You're not alive
And your sorrow is gone with your breath

Open your eyes
Red and puffy from your cries
You struggled as you were strangled
Your body has been mangled
By the machinery of the clock
That makes time flow; tick tock

So don't listen to your light bulb's spark
Don't try to escape when it's dark
For your home is not as you remember
The snow no longer falls in December
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Alto

how does one feel another's
wrath on an internet connection
across a vast blue sea?

how does one feel another's
unfettered valued friendship
over frequencies blind yet free?

how does healing anyone's
heart start to stop the flow
after having felt a defining blow?

Alto

Haunting sound
And so profound and soothing
Follows nice!


Ferststangga

Resistivitiy Metrics are aassocated with
locating water before the drilling.

where discussions take us
from price to certainty
Costing then finds us as we
are excited to see
in awe we gloat and glare
those whos lesser understanding
just look at stare
which reduces labor
a chore which we support
then to doing
then that whats been needed
done
we applaud happy 
as we prepare to drill

reliblity and productive
automation Barnard 33
The Unbridled view!
the construction of the
depths of Kiffer

Coolwind,Woodwind,brasswing
a sleek design
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Composizione 2 Bowls of Flour

Music is God
and songs worship
Music.
In appreciation of the
composers skills
one might look to
God for inspiration.
False Gods collaborate
throught
the concentration of plagiarism
they look to speak to many
and gather the attention of all
in worship of both
Music and song
they structure
melonic hamonies
in music intro,
lyric chourus and in 
lyric prechorus
with sounds that overlap the other
that combine both treble and bass
sounds structure
sequences
with pitches that introduce and reintroduce
both verse and chorus.
lovers of bass often sooth the foreground sound
by having deep tones that neither moves
the groove or
harmony.
it often draws both sounds together
by
meeting the strings, woodwinds
and percussion in
combination
that meets to sound as one
and moves away
and becomes  the regular
 sound of the song.
Often said the different parts of
a song tells you when the song
 began and when it will end.

e cosi cha le persone
si incontrano e si
innamorano

Gaffaz's  largest bowl holds twenty cups of flour
she has six of the same size.
the recipe she needs asks for 60 cups
how many bowls of the same size
wil Gaffaz need if the recipe ask for 120 cups?

Plancsay's Chello

he stood there
and wished to heard his tenor tone
he yelled loud inthe canyon
and stood there to hear his
sound vibrate through the ages
beyond the realm of believing
and through the values of faith
his words echoed through the canyon
he stood with a smile on hiss face
my tomorrow's are the yesterdays of now
might the stonesshatter
and the walls tremble
that my sound is
defined as bold
stooped in the richnes of boldness!


Phroll Strow

Twenty chains, 1320 ft.
660 ft..03125 or 1?640
30 rows of 80 plants
lavender the scent of Lovers
sweet senual labor
Oh she chorest me!
yes she chorest me!
$3000.00 per acre
Hectars 30.
Peak yeild about
$30,000 per acre!
Pretend to act
or pretend to react
wwhat ya'll talking about
The neatfoot oil!
oil my saddle that my
pants won't look aseat.
Pretend actions 
the goal to encourage
what ya'll, like the smell
of success or sumthang?
Sweet thang I do!
yeah thats right I do!
Get the Sparwl workers
thinking.
get the old Bouis sangin'
What ya'll wanna mix ya'll oil wiff mine?
sweet profits and and co-mixasation?
in the mix!
Double you em Eye Loved?
Don't ya'll love me?
I look bass and say?
Look right bassoon you?
ya'll groovin?
right, right, ya'll alright!
sumthang like a groove!
get that thang ah workin!
dance yo' whey back to me!
I be  Bach !
I bassoon you do!
I groove too !
ya'll love me?
Care I love you!

whiskey scented deoderant and lavender soap makes yo smell
like a drink!
twenty one and over baby!

Voar Alto Ou Voar Baixo

Pássaros e águias...

Na vida e nos negócios,
em todas as décadas
os pássaros procuram e encontram 
abrigo durante uma chuva. 

AH! O pássaro águia
evita a chuva 
voando acima das nuvens. 

A chuva atinge a todos,
a atitude faz a diferença.

Bats Bass Alto Tenor Soprano

With Thanks they spoke of the endearing
and restorating power
of togetherness.
Even in doubt when people wish those chores and tasks done
they will unite
to see things done.
One fella told a story of birds: he said
that for a thosand years
seagulls floew from the west coast of a certain
conteint, to an underground cave in the desert.
They bought oysters and large clams
in stack them in the cavern.
Billions and Billions of seashells
stacked with perfection
miles and miles of shell beneath the surface.
He used this example to unite. He used this example
to draw the attention to the need.
Upon the fish of his speech
he said " with hope we unite that those things in Godspeed
will show a future the need for togetherness!"

She rooled the window down on one fridgit night.
And waved across the yard to her neighbor.
She tied the folds of the long 
draping curtain, to drop the shade before she
sat for dinner.

Her neighbor feeling her attempt to be neighborly
came over. First she rapped upon the window and 
walked around to the door. When the door opened
she was invited in to supper.
Don't mind me, not wishing the supper to be ruined,
take a go at the piano,Ranchalle has his trumpet 
and Stoakie has his guitar,
their are enough voices here
to stirr-up some harmony or
a tune or something.
Those who envy us will wish there were here tonight!

Mulatto the Alligator

I've heard him sing: The Mulatto:
By fat hotter than Roberto
Like Pepper is to Pimento;
Lost to him, too, one Alberto:
The boy friend of Fine Talatu...

Alto in all shows he goes to,
Even when beats are Staccato
Or long remains The Legato...

Yes, A very Good Contralto, 
Overly fond if Sweet Potato
He would eat with Mashed Tomato...

Harsh words for Irish Potato;
Yet harsh Teeth of Alligator:
In anger bites in their ghetto!

Premium Member Palo Alto-Baton Rouge

Palo Alto-Baton Rouge

Every Compliment
Is A Plea For Compliance
An Expectation Of
Rewarding Response.

ASMR With Tender Fingers
And A Pretty Stick
Across Your Bare And
Tender Supple Skin.

Whelp! Whelp! Whelp!
With A Sweet Carrot
Kiss To Every Nostril
Carefully Planted. 

-Gray Squirrel

06-21-2025

Plough Share the Alto

she admitted to being a moron
                                 only when it came to her
                         fascination with wine and great food.
                         as long as it is prepared in the right
               portion by someone who knows what they are doing.
                    Suri Vicuna her name, I hope I said it right
                          she is a marvelous chef, great food.
             I tasted her Sabot de Boeuf et pommes de terre" and I
                             fainted like a pig in my own slop!
                        Marvelous dish and a wonderful woman.
                   The raspberries , strawberries cream, truffles
                     and white chocolate noodles with Sauternes
                        allowed to see my date as evening lace.
                                     We spent the night
                                       in a sleazy motel
                              and dined on these leftovers.
                            A Cremora solo'd on the stereo 
                               and I grind him to powder.
                       A passionate evening of fun and love.
                            He called me Kiko Saanen, after
                            the night, you know Kiko Saanen,
                       the character in the movie " With Ease"
                                the fictional goddess of Love.
                                          I performed like
                                       a World Class lover
                               something I will never forget.
                               Truly, truly I loved that night.
                            Morning tea made me sleezy again.
                                       I conceived  there.
                                   Weeks later we married.
                           i have loved the man ever since.
                            Under the April sky, by morning
                                              I was his!

Premium Member Volando Alto Con Jesus--Flying High With Jesus--

Volando alto Con Jesús--FLYING HIGH WITH JESUS--


And in the day
the moon does'nt rise
Sunshine, sunshine
Y en el día
la luna does'nt subida
Sol, sol
Flying
Flying high
With Jesus
Thoughts in my mind risen
Unto the skies
I'm sailin
On wings of angels
High flying high with Jesus
Flying
Flying high
With Jesus
AMEN
Volando
Volando alto
Con Jesús
Pensamientos en mi mente resucitado
Hasta los cielos
Soy Sailin
En alas de Ángeles
Alto vuelo alto con Jesús
Volando
Volando alto
Con Jesús
Amén




1/21/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

New Thang Your New Thang

Those characters need sounds, words, new positions
and new people to admire them.
Some thought this was unnatural
some even said it was a Causationing ploy
that would be seen as a businessman way of
creating attention to get attention
some one spoke to the fact that
some people need to have space to show
that these performances than would be more admired from one's beganning's.
but other augued that recreation evoles  characters
and renew's interest, that those who wish to
be admired would be just as bad as what they are to replace
and that in those instances they'd need recreation for
those who already love them to love them more.
but a new coat don't heal a bruised back
and you know this. sometimes you allow something to fade, to find the new beauty in it,

Olhe Para O Alto

Olhe para o alto

Na vida 
e 
nos negócios
hoje e sempre 
olhe e trabalhe

Olhe para o céu. Todo o universo
é amigável para nós e conspira
para dar o melhor àquelas pessoas que sonham
e trabalham.

Olhe para o céu. Nunca pare de lutar
até chegar ao seu lugar destinado –
isto é, o único você.

Olhe para o céu, 
autoconhecimento, trabalho;
Moralidade, Caridade 
e Compromisso
para realizar a grande vida.

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