Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Sugar and Spices

Girls, girls and more girls, sugar and spice and everything nice, that is what girls are made of. Strangers to friends, lions, tigers, and bears, that sing songs together for the dances on the sands of time. Cycles to run, seasons to turn, butterflies out for the sunny dazes on the right side of the grave. Happy for the girls in the family tree, happy for the undead and the unstable girls in the family tree, happy and delighted with the lessons learned with the girls to women in my life.

Regards and concerns, white and black matters, on the mind, today and most of the time. Songs to sing for the masses, songs to sing and dance the nights away, hope hopping searching for places to land. Gifts to share, acts of kindness to give and take, smiles for the mistakes corrected. Mercy and goodness here to correct the mistakes, make the grades to take the next step up the mountains that you choose to climb. What a great day to be alive still, jumps for joys and pains of the good life, happy with the rewards, happy with the pies in the sky and the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows.


Spiders and snakes, webs to spin, tales in the air, good times, dances on the sands of time. Tricks and trades, curve balls, boys and games, jacks and marbles, games of baby boomers. Back in the day, stuck on stupid, stuck in a spiders web, blind and almost dead. Food for others. Girls and boys, kids forever, stuck in the reams of light, gifts to share on earth, every day. Lessons and classes of spiders and snakes, frogs and fakes, fingers to point, to blame the others. Faces in the mirror, seminars part of the time, twelve per hour, by the minute for some.


Rihanna - Work (Explicit) ft. Drake....IF U ANNOY ME ONCE I WILL DISLIKE U FOREVER IM SO SORRY IN ADVANCE....Choose Mountains To Climb, Monkey Year 2016...Practice to perfection  classic life lessons. Goodness and mercy, angels to see, common friends, mothers maybe, dead and expired, candles out. Angels in hosts, angels to shine, girls in red hoods, lucky days on the edge of light and day. Time to turn around, time to take a stand, all jokes aside. Right and wrong, three lefts will make it right, back to square one.


Notes to tips, tales to spin, dazed and stoned in the city, once long ago. Once upon a time, had a friend or two, like to play with snakes, until one bite her. Or was it him, a snake or a frog, on land or water, faces to see, coins to toads, back to the seven seas. 

Five Cents, Coins In Hand, Coins To Flip


Happy for the time spent with my mothers, happy for the lessons learned with the stories told of another time in space. History and the stories recorded for the records of the LIFE in 70 years, and stories of the pictures in Time recorded for fifty years. Records of the good, records of the bad, records of the ugly, makes marked in time for the records recorded. Happy to be a teacher, happy to be a student, happy to learn the lessons of the gods from the earth, lessons of the laws of nature, lessons for the bumps in the roads.

Top girls in the history lessons taught in classes still, tales of the Vikings in the 9th or the 10th century, and views on love and hate, horns of a goat. Happy and delighted for the gifts to write a tale or two for the goodness and mercy angels out tonight. Blue stars shooting bright tonight, wishes on the stars that shoot across the sky. Notes to the sinners and the saints out for the parties, and good times to play on the beach with whales. Whales or cows, are the same, twelve different types of cows. Killer whales are the biggest whales that I like, lived in Puget Sound, and saw the whales in the sound, on the way north. Happy and joyful are the herds of whales in the sea, not sure about the whales on land, happy and gay lifestyle of the whales on land?

Angels, fairies, and pixies are the girls that I know, every day earth angels, for the smiles, for the joys and the laughter of the friends on the side lines. Friends, family members, saints and sinners at the forks in the road, take the high road, not the easy roads. Sails on the boats of the seas of changes, butterflies out for the colors of the sunny dazes on the shores. Hope for the best, and get ready for the pits in the bowls of cherries. Lemons for the sugar and spices for the girls to make the most of the bumps in the road, and drinks made of the lemons, dodging the rocks under the sands of time.

Races with the horses, races with the rats, races for the sinners and the saints, races for the frogs, freaks, and fool, chances to change, lessons complete, or mistakes still to correct. Lessons learned the first time is best, but take all the time needed to learn the lessons well. Repent over and over again, if needed, a couple of can short of a six pack, or the simple or slow have problems with the words truthful and honest. Problems with faithful and bullshit, do not know the difference from the cows and the bison, whales on land, and jack asses from the hills and the valleys.

Girls that became mothers, girls that became mothers and teachers, girls that became doctors, girls that were the examples for the other girls behind them. Mothers and grandmothers of the girls to women, practice done over time and forever. Teachers or students the girls match the skills to the acts of kindness needed for the big pictures, on the roads to greatness, gifts to share with the stories told. Gifts to share of the bumps in the road, gifts to share of the tales with the snakes in the grass, tips on the wolves dressed like sheep. Tales and tweets of the fools, frogs, and freaks that party and play life away, for the gods in the center of the earth, hell hounds on the faces of the freaks out to party and play life to death.

Dream life for the fool, dream life for the fake friends, dream life for the freaks out at night, that party and play life on the beach, date a whale on the beach for the sex, drugs and the good looks. Dreams of your? Not a dream life for me, would not want to live on the sides of the roads, waiting for tricks, dicks, and freaks out at night, for the good times RV camping. Dream life for the cattle, dream life for the jackasses, dream life for the butches, dream life for the bitches, dream life for the freaks out for the easy life. Views of the ocean in a dated RV without running water to wipe your ass is not the live for the driven. Gifts to share for a life of hardships, frogs to date for the cash, freaks to suck for the 420 trades, dicks to suck for the oral talents to shine.

What a life? What a nightmare for a life, dreams of the flipping of the cards, dreams of a better daze with out the trick, dreams of a better daze with a house, dreams of a host of angels full of sugar and spice for the girls in training. Gifts to share with the lessons learned daily bread for the sinners and the saints, wishes on a star. Hopes, prayers, wishes, desires floating, searching for places to land. Pieces of a dream in action, flipping the cards, flipping the coins, taking the high roads to greatness.

Songs to sing for the masses, songs to sing and dance the nights away, hope hopping searching for places to land. Gifts to share, acts of kindness to give and take, smiles for the mistakes corrected. Mercy and goodness here to correct the mistakes, make the grades to take the next step up the mountains that you choose to climb. What a great day to be alive still, jumps for joys and pains of the good life, happy with the rewards, happy with the pies in the sky and the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows.

On the yellow brick road, with the lion, on the yellow brick road with the Tin Man, where are the others, that are going to the green cities? Questions for the OZ? Roads to riches, lands to dream about, ships passing in the night. Dances for the Tin Men, dances for the frogs and freaks out at night. Prayers, wishes, dreams, desires equal to the dances done on the yellow brick roads. Songs to sing, songs to dance the nights away with a Tin Man, dances with a Lion, dances with a scarecrows, dances with the dogs and the girls on the yellow brick roads to greatness. Ready to dance and sing life away?

Birds, Bees, Butterflies,trips to lost places, ships sailing in the night. Blame games, to use a finger, three fingers points to you, a second look to take. Write and rites, horse and pony shows, cowboys jacks and bag, boy games to play. Happy Dazes Again Hard Knocks, Movie Rights, good times, lost in time and space, songs to sing. Princess Whale, the bitch of West coast, Rachel Jarrot, expired in 2015, like granny in 2012.

Glory days gone, Rach Jarrot, now flipping faces, out of her skin. New skin, new looks, new names for butches, Rach Jay, new butch on board. Land whale, see new cow, born December 25? 2015. Frog to snake, or snake to frog, another fish in the seas. Stories and books in the sky, love my gems, sinners with green eyes, glasses also, frags and frogs to dodge. Happy New Year 2016, is it here yet? Happy Noses, Large Forehead, Planes To Land, Steven Jarrot, 7608512267, hell hound, snake in grass, pimp on wheels. Bees and birds, to be positive, classes on love and hate, good times. Tricks by RV Parties: Land Whales, cows and buffalo on land, cattle callers, tails to share. Tips and tales,  joys and pass deeds and actions of love and devotion.

Cold winds in the city of sins, games of chance, poker players, movie to see. Cards, chips and coins, five fingers to play, cards on the table, players and bets. March 2011: This was how the story went. Steven Jarrot, 76.....0.....8.....51......2.......267-Chuck Moore: Guy met guy, loved the image, black female veteran, the first one, stories so funny, kept the guy, for awhile. Happy with guy of his dreams. Until the mother met him was not able to talk, scream and yellowed for police. What a show, bitch in heat, scared to death, funny to see, Rachel Jarrot had a big laugh. Still laughing no doubt, not sure. What a happy day it was, trip to meet the mother, Sima Jarrot, the Queen of Cuba? Not the queen of ENGLAND for sure!!!.



Spiders and snakes, webs to spin, tales in the air, good times, dances on the sands of time. Tricks and trades, curve balls, boys and games, jacks and marbles, games of baby boomers. Back in the day, stuck on stupid, stuck in a spiders web, blind and almost dead. Food for others. Girls and boys, kids forever, stuck in the reams of light, gifts to share on earth, every day. Lessons and classes of spiders and snakes, frogs and fakes, fingers to point, to blame the others. Faces in the mirror, seminars part of the time, twelve per hour, by the minute for some.

Ways to grow, ways to expand, keep moving on....Stay active and just keep moving forward. It is unnecessary to keep checking or interrupting your spontaneity with calculation. Rather than look for consensus or affirmation from others, simply dance the dance. In other words, express yourself, react naturally and let the chips fall where they may. What matters is divine intention. 

Whether or not human beings approve is less important. If you allow your ego to inflate, however, you cease to be useful to self. Kisses and stitches, ways to get over the cuts of lovers and haters, goats and sheep, hats to wear, ways to grow. Hats and halos, snakes in the water, lights on the sands of time, rocks on the waves, drama on the seven seas. Johns, Shawns and the waters to wash, oceans blue created. 

Enchantment~I Can't Forget You....


 Dreams of yours also?

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6 comments:

  1. Girls, girls and more girls, sugar and spice and everything nice, that is what girls are made of. Strangers to friends, lions, tigers, and bears, that sing songs together for the dances on the sands of time. Cycles to run, seasons to turn, butterflies out for the sunny dazes on the right side of the grave. Happy for the girls in the family tree, happy for the undead and the unstable girls in the family tree, happy and delighted with the lessons learned with the girls to women in my life.

    Happy for the time spent with my mothers, happy for the lessons learned with the stories told of another time in space. History and the stories recorded for the records of the LIFE in 70 years, and stories of the pictures in Time recorded for fifty years. Records of the good, records of the bad, records of the ugly, makes marked in time for the records recorded. Happy to be a teacher, happy to be a student, happy to learn the lessons of the gods from the earth, lessons of the laws of nature, lessons for the bumps in the roads.

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  2. Crook And Liar, Steven Jarrot, Devils with green eyes, cum on his face, cum on his glass, dicks to suck, long line, pitchers with cash to play, drugs and dates, dicks to suck, day job, nuts to go. Party and play, mouths to dicks, cum suckers to work, glory holes, catch the dick in ass, roles to play, party games, nuts to go, nuts to run, dicks and dogs to share. Cheap trick, dicks to tell, tales of who else to pay, blame games, rules the snakes, games with dicks, gang bangs, dicks in line for oral attention for the best, Steven J. Jarrot, 7608512267, dick master, pimp on call, tricks done in his RV, parked at your house, no car to go, stole one yesterday, back in the day, nice guy, to make a lady walk. Love and devotion, twisted and bend, jokes and laughs, history to check, all the names, and the phone numbers, dicks to talk. More shit, more dung, songs of a frog or two. Horse and pony shows, red riders in the sky, horses to races, good times: has been 325 dicks sucked or fucked, and 300 pussies licked and kissed in a month, and a real snake charmer also. Want to date for a period of time, have 420 to share and Tina is always in the house, devil here on earth in his skin, is one way to look at it, may be you have views that you would like to share. There is a lot more to this story, but out of time and interest, and on that note.

    Steven Jarrot at 53: Blimps, Cows, Butches, Dykes, Whores, Cheap Dates. May 19, 2013: Asses Kissed: Dicks Out of Box: Fags To See: Party and Pay: Steven and Charles R. Jarrot, crooks and liar, tails to be told. Good Time, Laughs to delight stories to be told. Hugs and kisses, good and bad, history, of what was, and dreams to cum true. Lots of cum, lots of partners, cum. Good times, history created, not news

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  3. Goodness and mercy angels, notes deeds and actions of sinners and saints, fish and frogs, dacades of dances on the sands of time. Same stories , different dazes, party and play on the beach. Hell to pay, trips to hell in a basket.......hell hounds. Land whales 7608512267, daddy and other kids: Steven J. , Charles R., Rachel Wigsout, Rach Jarrot 7607778998 :.Classes of rights and reasons to dance, in schools of hard knocks, crooks and robbers tales to share. Prey again, crimes again mental ptsd veterans.Failed again.to learn life lessons. Taken by mistakes of veteran that bought computer, in last name used, big mistakes in crook, snake always. Time to change never considered. Sad tales, lack of growth, lack of goodness or mercy, oral talents online to barter.

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  4. Tin Men Turns
    Where are the others, the lion, the tiger and the bear? Where are the lion, the scarecrow, the dog, and the girl? Walks on the yellow brick road, watch out for the bumps in the road, watch out for the holes and the potholes on the road. Happy and delighted for another day above ground, happy and full of joy and peace for a new start, in a better place. Gifts of words to share daily, of the acts of kindness, the hand out to help the lose, the confused, and the displaced homeless veterans.

    Nightmares to deal with the fake friends that leave you to swing in the wind, happy to save their own skin, happy to keep heads in the sand. Gifts and talents runs to good looks, lack of brains, with lots of tickets for trains, and free plane rides. Hell hounds here on earth, gifts from the center of the earth, gifts from the fake friends, lies for the truth and honesty with rose color glasses. Mistakes made with the whales on land, mistakes made with the fairies, mistakes made with the frogs and the fools.

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  5. Love and luck, coins to flip, dances on the streets, tin can affairs, Steven Jarrot, lover and hater, lights on now, dances with snakes done. What's up with that Lisa chick? Love and life, joys and pains, life at the top of the food chains,lions to roar, blue lights in the sky.

    Pages of dates, ships to sail, lights on the for the knights on quest. Frogs and snakes, dances in the dark, games to play, coins to toss, pages to turn. Trips to hell and back,lovers and haters, stories to share. Purple rain, singer dead today, say songs for the rest of us, Prince died at home, way to go.

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  6. Notes to tips, tales to spin, dazed and stoned in the city, once long ago. Once upon a time, had a friend or two, like to play with snakes, until one bite her. Or was it him, a snake or a frog, on land or water, faces to see, coins to toads, back to the seven seas. Five Cents, Coins In Hand, Coins To Flip.

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