Aug 23, 2012

knackered and we know why

  if l get my hands on the little cun**the coppers
 were after at 4 this morning, you won`t need a Judge
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Blessings blessings and life's struggles Sunday in UK in August.

 Summer been hitting all the highpoints espically with hot temperature and enjoyment. Lot of free stuff to communicate and gather to watch. ...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"