Walking Distance Back In The Day Brought Weird or the Reality that Music is on my Mind or the Fact that the Panhandle was a pretty real school

A sip of lumber to Cocktails shirt on the sleeve of written verse,

a darning of the threads,

silk worms with web stirs,

fink or the lyrics to dance with stipulate shins,

over course of machine!!

Memory by chess stir field,

mark keen an opera at the price of symphony list,

Golden Gate Park the Bridge to say,

streets of San Francisco filled.

Tour buses??,

walking loc. in width of this Country side,

there on the ghost in a shadow,

clocks that punch the harbor??,

nigh the miles to Caves that people of this Country dark hours of Money tiers,

tolls to cost.

Heavy times on brain in Mind a thought of the sheer,

wool with no sweat as this Country stairs the compass,

directions on the Sole,

shell the oils dig or put to for head as Greece and said.

Tomb of grave the Yard an Inch??,

treasury of rinse,

washing ton district of Columbia belt??,

is each name the Hare is Berg,

glacier spoke a gentle rein by slide that spoke of Wheel signed!!

Where were you specific in the Year of six tee too,

driving spade or stand in show,

as the role of I at shoppe was looking back at suit,

for in this pic. of on this Page no joke did do for I was Two,

owe for the range.

Singing wherever I go,

is this so strange to days of what is known,

should ankles heel this worlds deal does aid be lapse a proof of self,

to I the make kin sang with wealth,

that vibrant letter to see,

that Hemway Terrace has a door as Petrini's was the open Store.

Now with what does altitude truck,

on foot to cent of Quarter laps,

did these license plates say to Crock that hip Poe pot a mus hows the paid,

grocers stile today is tiled with photo grip on reach,

not for the Stars as those have done what each Sun said is a rump,

that would be the lesson hard as whom is in your drive with state,

the corner guise singing life to enjoy or spread a hi??,

deep pockets come with fun, right in front of each Human Pine,

swaying with a vocal Hymn those are the lives of what I sang to words and for the fact of Bong,

that who Pa is the best of chore^toll as not a person saw it come inn,

the beauty of my life with My Mother and her Wonder Ballet of Men you Whet!!!