Whistle me a tune that will
carry me to tombstone terrortory
Sad to say I'm sorry
no tune will be whistled inroute
but a song might be strummed
on the way out
cause life & death is what this crazy
world is about
Every man will make his
own personal story
One with or without any glory
so you might as well not worry
Death can come slow or in a hurry
This is the way of hells furry
down here on this cold crazy rock
where mens lives are measured
by the tick of the clock
After birth man has no choice
but to flock
Everything in this crazy world
isn't scary
but there can be enough to
keep your eyes teary
One things for sure
it isn't love at first sight
but basically it's a terrortorial right
and we do have to deal with
all the fright
both morning noon and night
opg
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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on October 4, 2010
For sure sweet sweet man....it isn't the world darlin its the CREATURES in it......oh my ..did I say that..I certainly did..miss ya big time darlin..have a wonderful and safe day Ok and remember you are always in my thoughts..Hugsss
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxox
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxox