Apr 13, 2016

Sat on the bog with one issue ..ran out of tissues



Well that what we all thought were the words to the song
Singing top of voices as the minibus travelled around the Yorkshire moors
"Sat on the bog with no tissues,me and my heart we got issues"

But so many issues been dwarfed by the terrorist Islamic issue
That is rampant in our society culture and custom
Therefore doing its greatest trumps 
Blinding us to debating God,poverty,bullying,injustice,
You see many are not looking at issues
They worried about one simple disturbing issue

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Storms....huge weather variates at present

Huge winds brought chills waves and stormy conditions Despite this turmoil Got dressed, got out. Excitement conversation's  Pictures and...

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"