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3rd Rock From the Sun
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3rd Rock From the Sun |
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alphapendragon Junior Member
since 2009-06-23
Posts 15NY, USA |
Machetes and Lizards, would keep him from crying, a baby who hated the serpent from birth. His Mom was his Sun, she new he was flying, from the Island, and back to the place of his birth. He remembers her eyes, so enchanted, and lovely, the scent of her purse, was lipstick, and mint. A kiss was in order to stop him from crying, again, and again, mommy followed the hints. "A little devil he was, a little devil, he is." He looks like his daddy, with eyes from his mommy, a mind from the Holy of Holies, within. From sin he was born, with the sweet scent of wine, those eyes were so red, he was certainly jinn. "A little devil he was, a little devil he is" Mommy felt guilty because baby was bad, so restless, and perky, its those eyes that sparkled. People would stop her, and ask her some questions, regarding his eyes, they said there remarkable. Born from tragedy the child was resilient, his brothers were cool, with colorful faces, before all the cash, and terms of endearment, he new they were special, from colorful places. He travel a lot with daddy, and brothers, the youngest of three, he really miss mommy. She stayed in the states, and worked as a writer; his own Louise Lane, oh where is, my mommy? "A little devil he20was, a little devil his is" Mommy love dad, and dad adored mom. The most beautiful couple, they struggle for us. With dad in the Islands, and mom in the States, the family suffered, but in something we trust. Mom work hard, she save every penny, missing her baby, she fuss, and she fussed. She save enough money and got us an apartment, to live in forever, she fussed, and she fussed. At the airport she waited so anxious and lovely, she had the apartment and peace at last. After we landed my dad saw mommy, and for all that fussing he spanked her, she laughed. Mommy and Daddy, two older brothers, me and my family, were finally at peace. Baby was mad, from the first time MOM, left him. So when mom picked him up, baby bit on her check. "A little devil he was, a little devil he is" 3rd Rock from the Sun |
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