Quervo Gold... The fine Columbian... Yes, Fairies wear boots and you gotta believe me, because I'm sailing away. Set an open course for a virgin sea. I've got to be freeeee Bird!
Unchain my heart. Say you love me again as the Landslide brings you down.
Bubblegum kisses on butterfly wings.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Turn up the music. The radio, Sting.
We'll see what the King of Pain will bring.
You ain't nothin but a hound dog,
Crying all the time, pass the lime...
Cause it's cold gin time again.
You know that I always win.
It's the ultimate sin she is a black
magic woman. I don't practice Santeria,
and I know I never couldn't.
I'm smelling like a rose on my birthday
deathbed. I saw red when I opened up
the door. My bleeding heart fell to the floor.
Consider that Bastard dead, 'cause there's a
lack of communication in the jungle.
Welcome to the jungle, can I take your order
please. I'll pass your test with ease.
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and thyme,
The spice of life on your knees.
All of my love and all of my kisses could never compare to the heart shaped box that is Valentine's chocolate for one, as the barracuda comes fast as a shark down Hollywood Ave.
Boys will be girls and girls will be void as the tik tok generation collapses on itself... Here I am sitting in my tin can 🤟🔥🎭 ~ M.T. 2023
© Michael W. Taylor