You can't rush perfection.
Let all it out. That's what this forum's about.

Long Beach open mics are summoning me. Such forces I cannot resist. Especially now that I've got a harmonica holder. Bob Dylan must turning in his gravy.

Wonderful birds chirp me a lullaby as I drift asleep.
You make life pleasant.

We'll meet at the mall then go on a voyage and have a ball.

All the signs of our conscience point to the right direction. Please put me at ease. The Lords prayer is the greatest idea to be given. It calls upon salvation. Please put us at ease. Please let us rest in peace.

All the signs of our conscience point to the right direction. Please put me at ease. The Lords prayer is the greatest idea to be given. Please put us at ease. Please let us rest in peace.