Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly. Come closer, closer; Sociability I will try. Make yourself comfortable; Cozy at my home. We will talk of flying and flies left alone.
No need to rush off; My web is guarded strong. We can spend time together; The night is long. My home isn't much; The web will grow on you. You attach easily; Silk looks good on you, too.
I am glad you stopped by; I really like flies. I love to collect things; I have some nice pies. Look at my stamp collection; Sticky things are sweet. You look good enough to eat; You are a nice treat.
I have some imported stuff; I have some honey. You can stay with me; You don't need money. I don't get many visitors; You're my first tonight. Relax and lose your cares; You can spend the night.
Don't worry about tomorrow; We have time now. No need to stress or fret; Don't have a cow. Enjoy your life; It is not as bad as it seems. Calm down; take a load off and pleasant dreams.
Dreamscapes into nightmares and the wonder of it all. My best friend became my worse enemy behind the wall. In my castle fortress I would drink in the mead hall. Some day I hoped that the iron curtain would just fall.
Through lack of communication love lost its hold. We were knights courageous and we were oh so bold. But like an evil omen our straits were foretold. Not even love can withstand ashes that are cold.
What once was a roaring flame became a dying ember. Sadly I ponder the fate when I choose to remember. Passion so hot turning into the hoarfrost December. The death of love can become like a rotten timber.
When worlds collide even the innocent can get hurt. Mudslinging and there is no end to all the dirt. Shared victories can become lone strategies to flirt. Tender mercies are cast a shadow and love is inert.
Where once stood a home becomes a wrecked house. One can lose a lover and just have a spouse. One can lose one's humanity and become a mouse. One can lose one's dignity and feel like a louse.
I was just a small boy in the back window of dad's old Chevy. My stepbrother, Rickey and my sister, Vicky counted the windmills. It was when dad was stationed in Germany; we went on many trips. Holland, Luxembourg, Heidelberg, France and all over free Europe. When watching the Wizard Of Oz it took me back to fields of poppies. I could wedge myself in although I tumble when dad put on the breaks. It was such a beautiful site going up Bahn-Bahn and getting off the Autobahn. I always wondered as we went up that hill if the cable would break. Burch's Garden, the leaning tower of Pisa, the Eiffel tower; so many wonders. The bullfights of Madrid, the Swiss Alps and the great wall; I am so glad they took it down. Sometimes I think of laying with my love in a field of poppies. Xavier Hollander, if anybody would know it would be her.
Once upon a time there was a lost cat with no hat. The cat in the hat didn't know anything about that. He talked to Dr. Seuss and asked him what to do. Dr. Seuss went to Dr. Freud and asked him, too.
Dr. Freud said that this is a most remarkable case. I will confer with my associates to touch base. The entire scientific community was up in arms. They decided to enlist help from the funny farms.
The investigation into the matter lasted awhile. They conferred with a convict using a nail file. The convict referred them to his cousin Vinny. Cousin Vinny went to see his little sister Jinny.
Jinny said maybe she is just gone in hiding. The missing hat causes all her nail biting. Maybe she is the missing Cheshire cat grinning. Maybe she ate too much cat nip and is spinning.
Jinny said maybe we should just go ask Alice. But nobody knew where Alice was at the Palace. So Jinny just freaked totally out obsessing. Which left everybody else just guessing.
Deep in the night when the world retreats. The dragon goes to his cave to eat treats. His ravenous craving echoes the cavern while hearing the people at the tavern.
His mate was stabbed by a valiant knight. He eats alone greedily by foxfire light. Around him he admires his valuable lore; Emeralds, sapphires and rubies galore.
The bats hang above him in the ceiling. Rats scurry the cave to him unappealing. Bones and skelletons are his friends ever reminding him of his certain end.
He lives in a dim world through flight. Sometimes he circles the darken night. The moon reminds him of a nobler age when dragons filled the sky's stage.
With his breath he roars in flames. To him all lifeforms are fair game. A monster, predator and victim of fate he mourns but joys over his lost mate.
That makes sense. I can remember after cooling off from an argument that I could actually see where she was coming from. What was really weird was when he argued so long we forgot what we were arguing about and brought stuff from the past to keep arguing. I realy think sometimes we just liked to argue. Sometimes it was the only way we could communicate because I was so closed off in my feelings and emotions. I had a problem with being logical in my thought process while she was being emotional. It used to aggravate her to no end. We drove each other crazy a lot.
Your eyes are blue. According to that you are peaceful. I try to be a peacemeaker. That makes me wonder about that song mellow yellow now. Purple is mellow.
The eyes are the windows to the soul. I remember my dad always telling me to look at him in the eyes when he was talking to me. I think a lot of my problem was the self fulfilling prophecies. A lot of things that were heard in my childhood still affects my adult life. I can remember being afraid of him. Fear can be a motivator. I know one big problem in communicating can be trying to win the argument rather to actually hear what the other person is saying. I can't remember how times I apologized for stuff to find out that wasn't what my ex was mad about. It got so bad one time that I had to actually ask her what I did to piss her off. But then the you know what you did. I do, lol? Or them hints, lol. I never got the hints, lol.
My grandmother had to take care of her mother like that in Red Bay, Alabama. That reminds me I still got to get that letter sent off to my aunt in Hamilton, Alabama. I am glad you said that. I got to send a verified leeter with photo id so my aunt can get my 233 dollars from the heir settlement on my great grandfather's place. My grandfather had a church in Vina, Alabama. My great grandfather and grandfather had a falling out over grandfather's still. They were both preachers. Preaching didn't pay as much as moonshine did. Dad ran shine for grandpa in a fake floorboard on his logging truck. Grandpa got ran out of Arkansas for converting the grain into liquid. Damn revenuers blew up his still. They always trying to run the small time business man out of business. It is always about money. Government wasn't getting their cut so they took it out on honest business men. Same way with marijuana up here. Fricking helicopters and air planes come down and burn the fields. I watch 16 acres go up in flames not far from where I used to live. Land of Opportunity but try to make a living because there are few jobs and what do they do but run you out of business and take all your houses, cars and hired hands.
I am single because she died. I first thought to find a replacement but they kind of come one of a kind. Then I thought just find one and go for it but learned that isn't realistic. I am finally getting comfortable with the lifestyle but geez it took a long time.
It is a good idea. If you are a couple it sure makes it easier on the survivor. Taking the time to set it up does make sense. The payments can be made and when the time comes it is already taken care of. I like what was said about having the papers where others know where it is. The living will is a good thing, too. My great grandfather's place finally was settled this last month and it was tied up in heirs through court for 41 years.
I think the insurance business is a great business to get into. You supply a need and there always people who need it. You have to deal with averages but it is like the Casino odds. You used to not have to have insurance but the court opened a great market. Having problems selling your selling your product? No problem we will make it illegal for them not to buy it. It is good for big business. Capitalism at its finest hour. You got a problem just come to Court Mafia. Hey, Quito take care of this matter for the Godfather. Sure boss. I will get right on it.
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The Web Of Earthly Delightsby RainbowSlider
Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly.
Come closer, closer; Sociability I will try.
Make yourself comfortable; Cozy at my home.
We will talk of flying and flies left alone.
No need to rush off; My web is guarded strong.
We can spend time together; The night is long.
My home isn't much; The web will grow on you.
You attach easily; Silk looks good on you, too.
I am glad you stopped by; I really like flies.
I love to collect things; I have some nice pies.
Look at my stamp collection; Sticky things are sweet.
You look good enough to eat; You are a nice treat.
I have some imported stuff; I have some honey.
You can stay with me; You don't need money.
I don't get many visitors; You're my first tonight.
Relax and lose your cares; You can spend the night.
Don't worry about tomorrow; We have time now.
No need to stress or fret; Don't have a cow.
Enjoy your life; It is not as bad as it seems.
Calm down; take a load off and pleasant dreams.