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I Don't Usually Do This Sort Of Thing

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I Don't Usually Do This Sort Of Thing

That's what Max said she mentioned after arriving,
as they both descended from heaven while skydiving,
the old bedroom brown eyes never failed to attract,
and made up for anything that he may have lacked.

Joe said that parachuting was better than u know what;
they unpacked the balloon, now let's see what you've got,
if God intended you to fly, he'd have given you wings,
and all the necessary elevation that the wind brings.

All you need to do really is just to pull a few strings,
don't say that you don't usually do these sort of things,
we must diversify if we suddenly wish to try and fly,
up, up, and away or rather, down, down you might say.

Joe who spoke about parachuting was no longer jetting,
rather, just concentrated on the business of forgetting.

 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Hi Terri!  fun stuff! not the fall it's the landing that is critical ! lol! .....................................Jim

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Terry Reeves

Hi Jim,
Yeah, you must be right!
Cheers,
Terry.

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Shelley-anne St...

Enjoyed this write, nice story telling. Take the plunge! Brave the dive, it might just change your perspective ☀ Thank you for sharing. Sending light and good energy 

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Terry Reeves

Hi Shelley - Anne,
Thanks so much.
Love,
Terry.
xoxo : )

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