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Of night the birdentane the sound
with an untamed voice
an echo of sungstrung things
a vision without a voice
charm me to wish you mine
that others want me to
that she might tell me things
that I might hear
only to make me fool
misguided and unrecognized
might her masked intents
cause a foolish people to
divide
it's neither wise or real
to understand
when she's scripted everything
unawnsered questions causes
one to simply walk away
but I'm blessed with the trust
and am husbandized as she
is wife to me
strum the harps that misstrals
sing and make it diffcult for me
some wish to narrate and be the
cause of our demise
they wear disguise themselves as our freinds
and coulld look you right in your eyes
deceitful and agendaed they cause
stress
tween she and me
and like lonley fools
we take them back might they resatan us
again
Ægte og rigtige kærlighed
Dearest Tenser:
Told you I would write you about the weekend.
Pray for them flood peoples and all. But got some news for ya.
She used a chrt to list the men she'd been with. We sat in the dining hall listen to her presentation. It was right before the BBQ.
She went inside and started cooking. Acting like everything was done on tth grill. I didn't say anything when people arived, holding my tougne. That Gal from Dizzies showed up. Dressed like a street thang. Netted jacket, netted pants. "A show stopper one peice", we told her to put Duct tape over the Specail treats cause our men freinds were here. She did it. Got mad when some one said something about it. Well back to thee BBQ. Miss Thang did the cooking. Had Short ribs with wine sauce potatoes and mushrooms. It was good. She cooked the short ribs in the crock pot for six hourss
and smoked a BBQ sauce on the smoker
and and tossed the ribs in
when her company arrived.
Acting like the whole thing was done
outside.
I stood laughing at her
write me back:I gonna meddle into why these pole choose us to be audeince to them.
Sincerly Your Tenser
Moved my things
And said she didn't
Move it
tryin to make me
feel strange
she knows what
she's doing
Me constantly complaining
That aint me ya'll
Stop playin these games
It aint just you and me
Whats true with devotion
In love if you don't really
Mean it
Is tryin to make things
Change
I wanna beleive that
Something needs
To be said
I need to get up
Off my knees
Beggin don't make her
see things my way
Guess I have to
find another way
to get her to agree yeah
I recommend it
she thinks it over
and still disagrees
Talk to my freinds
They say do whats
Best for me
What they know
I am talkin about
more than me yeah
I love my wife
Love our lives together
Even though we disagree
Look at you haven't you done well
With your custom built library office which smells if rich mahogany and many leather bound book's
Isn't it amazing what money can buy
An entire room of book's for the ignorant and illiterate
A country mansion and more cars than garages and bespoke suits and watches than day's in the week
With a trophy wife in check to adorn his arm
And blessed with everything he ever dreamed of
He still remained unfulfilled
As all the money in the world could not buy the 1 thing he craved left remaining
None of which he owned was earned
His wealth his house his car's his freinds his wife
At the end of the day it was all inherited
And therefore worthless
Told me you loved me
told me you cared
if thereah- problem
You'd always be there
I could lean on you
Cause you really loved me
Said you were my lover
My Lover and Friend
In such this obligation
a emotional stress
seems you were testing me
And I passed your test
Asked me to yours
All to yourself
Just me and you
And no one else
I saw you dancing
Act like I wasn't there
Grooving and grinding
you without a care
A lustful sight
for all to share
an effect to shame me
it's you without a care
A quarter to Nine
where have you beeen
I have to be somewhere
you out with your freinds
My busted Ego
My mind battered and bruised
feeling unloved
I'm feeling used
My foes would say
That's what he get's
and smile with laughter
with no regrets
What can I do
find someone else
aint right feeling unwanted
All by yourself
Care to mention
What's wrong and what's right
Don't tell me you love me
Just to have something to say
Should I even bother
When troubles ah bound
To say you ain't here
You're know where around
Spoke-it to mention
what's going on
you're right when you're right
you're wrong when you're wrong
A means to an end
that's how we relate
Shedule time together
for you to negate
I've been your fool
To keep your attention
Been your clown too
That aint too cool
I saw you dancing
I got all frustrated
I just walked away
this is so complicated
If this Guy's your new Mister
then this is over
Don't kiss me
or lean on my shoulder
The uncertainty of being unnerved
they look to people to undermine
when folk meet in that beginning
is easier when everything is sweet and kind
some people like to collect people
make them think there in a relationship
won't slow down bum rushing
fast and quick
it is easiest there to cause doubt and
to be deceptive.
when a relationship becomes official
it that new beginning
ridding yourself of others
who don't support your position
when you can't find your freinds
beleive me aint nothing you're missing
she support her husband
showing love, and affection
respect, and appreciation,
having real conversations
doing our thing a shared responsibility
supportive actions love it when
looks out for me
we love strong and hard
we in love with one another
I love her on my own
love our time with each other
while also communicating openly
listening actively
a trust confidante
my emotional and intimate freind
,
The Flutist turned out to be a Sopranistka
who played Bassoon and Kettledrum
He was a trombone player who did a little
drummachine and guitar work
they meet and she wasn't kind
but things changed when she
became his babies mother
the graduale step toward both
marrage and fatherhood
change the complection of there togtehrness.
From Dramms desk
Message from the Tagboard Media
whating to atrract new people
and not offending those
who they had already attracted
made these new adventures
more pains taken then what people
had figured.
causing people to choose between
their favorites, means having people
to make chooses that
are often more serious then what
the situation calls for.
peoples perspetions
dictate their actions.
and the budget is the configurment of sought
that define the need of things.
whats offered can be made more wideely avalible if those
creative minds allow thought
to sell for others.
It might be wiser to reduce and find a thrid
party more willing and able to
speak to people who like doing
certain things.
in sports and entertainment
grroup activities are cheaper.
being involed in the group, to
have fun, and allow the fun to
have meaning makes sense.
all people need freinds, these activities
allow people to meet.
put the focus on marrage and ZI betcha
people will start coming in .
offer packages that have jargon aimed at developing
the family oreinted fanbase
that
focuses on marriage and the importance of family.
Feeling so tired and my nerves are wired
Freinds dog barking mine whineing my teeth grinding
First of the month pay the bills do repairs losing more hair
Middle of the month broke again grab a piece of paper and try to clear my mind with
my pen
Heart pounding it wants out head swelling on the vurge of exsplodeing
Nerves so tight about to pop I just wish this spinning would stop
I am gratefull for what I have but my family is stressed and I am dad
I feel every thing that they go through and with out my wifes support I don't know
what to do
I help others who are hurting too I hear from God and tell what He said to do
But my own will not hear me they brush me aside I am dad arn't I supposed to be
their guide
I don't rule with an iron hand I don't force myself I try to understand
I don't let them do what will hurt them and us I try to exsplain and not raise a fuss
But pention money is always short and I feel like a bum because I can not support
I'm getting futher and further behind and my family is pulling further away I feel like
I am losing my mind
In this world I do have trouble and I get down in the dirty rubble
Father hears me and He knows it is hard He knows it hurts me like glass shards
I need to be patient I need to be calm He won't let us fall from His palm
Better times are comeing of this I am sure opportunity will come Knocking and I will
answer the door
My wife told me she meet a guy.
She and I were having problems.
But she and I remained freinds and we
still lived together.
I bought her a phone for her birthday.
When she meet the guy she gave him
her number.
We switched phones days later.
She forgot to tell the man her new number.
Months went by and one day a guy texted me.
I was waiting for this.
I acted like my wife and talked to him.
I started flirting a he said he wanted to hook-up with me.
I said yeah and said I'd meet him at the "Chef Ritm's" Resturant.
I sat in the back. He came in: I started laughing.
He texted me
and I said I was outside.
I sat there looking at him.
I got up and walked right by him.
When I got outside I sat on my car.
I texted him and told him to comeout side.
Moments later he was outside looking around
and then...........( to be Continued!)
from The Doo Wop Intro
and call response.....
My Wife Melisma
and Short Rhythms.....
She Loves The Glisando Rubato Sound
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El *glissando rubato* consiste
en deslizarse continuamente
entre notas (*glissando*)
mientras se toca con
un tempo flexible y expresivo (*rubato*)
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Grito Verse
"whats your name
what's your number
are you single too
I see you listening to my
every word
I am listening to your's too"
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'Grito Afinar'
En lugar de deslizarse
a una velocidad
constante,
el intérprete acelera
y desacelera el
deslizamiento para añadir
tensión emocional
y un matiz humano
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Jarana Cumbia
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Frottoir and Grito
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"What's your name
what's your number
Can I call an talk
with you
we can be freinds
we can be lovers
Darling what do you
wanna do"
(Grito start's again)
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