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I AM DOWN TO EARTH .LOVE THE OUT DOORS HARLEYS .RALLIES MNT.s.WATER ..CAVES..WATERFALLS. .WATCHING TH SUNSET.(STARS).I LIKE TO SIT OUT ON THE PORCH AT NIGHT WITH THAT MAN IN MY LIFE ON A COOL NIGHT CUDDLING UNDER A BLAKET SHARING A BIG CUP OF HOT COFFEE OR TEA ..TALKING LAUGHING AND SMILEING .COOK OUTS.CAMPING..FISHING..PARKS.BONFIRES.LAYING IN FRONT OF A FIRE PLACE LOVE TO WATCH IT RAIN AND PLAY IN THE RAIN ... PICKNIKS. GOING TO A DRIVE IN HAVE NOT BEEN TO ONE IN YEARS. I LIKE PLAYING POOL .SHAKING A LEG OR 2 (DANCING THAT IS)..SWAPING SPIT KISSING THAT IS I SURE LOVE TO KISS..HOLDING HANDS CUDDY WITH THE GUY IN MY LIFE .I LOVE TO PAMPER THE GUY IN MY LIFE.ITS SEPT THE 3RD MY BOYFRIEND PASSED AWAY IN JUNE MY DAD PASSED AWAY IN AUG .I AM NOT READY TO DATE. I AM NOT ON HERE TO LOOK FOR GUYS ..I WONT ADD ANY ONE ELS ON HERE OR ANY OTHER SITE I AM ON SORRY .. . FLA MARKETS .I LIKE MY JEANS AND TSHIRTS BOOTS OR MOCCACINS .SANDLES
AND BAREFOOT .LOVE MY CUT OFF RIPED UP JEANS SHORTS AND CUT OFF TSHIRTS ...I DO LIKE MY MINI SKIRTS IN THE SUMMER .....LOVE SPENDING TIME WITH MY KIDS WHEN I HAVE DEM .DA LIVE WITH MY EX IN TN .TAKING DEM TO PARKS HAVING WATERGUN FIGHTS CLIMBING TREES FLYING KITS OR JUST SITING DOWN AND PLAYING BOARD GAMES WITH DEM ..I LIKE TO SEW MAKE MY HARLEY QUILTS AND CURTINS MAKING HARLEY DREAM CATHERS .WOODING SHELFS .COOK
WORKING OUT IN THE YARD AND IN A GARDEN CANNING MAKING JAMS
I LIKE CRITTERS .MUSIC ROCK AND BLUES SUM COUNTRY AND JAZZ
I LIKE TO LEARN AS MUCH AS I CAN ..TO ME YOU LEARN SUMTHING NEW EVERYDAY .................................................
THINGS I HATE AND DISLIKE
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I HATE TO SHOP.. I HATE DIMONDS..BUT I DO WEAR ALOT OF RINGS SUMTIMES 30 AT 1 TIME ON MY FIGERS 3 ON A FINGER..PLUS SUM ON MY TOES ..GOTTA HAVE MY TOE NAILS POLISHED NEED A JOB ?
I HATE TENNIE SHOES NEVER OWNED A PR IN MY LIFE .DONT LIKE UNDER WEARS.. LIES DISHONEST .I DISLIKE A PERSON THAT IS A DIAPER FULL OF SHIT ..SNAKES FREAK ME OUT ....I AM NOT GOD I DONT JUDGE ANY1 FOR WHO DA ARE OR WHAT DA DO .OR WHAT DA GOT NOR DONT GOT....I HATE SUM1 B--ING MEAN TO KIDS ......................................................
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Up and over beautiful mountains
Along rivers lazy curves
Out and over golden straights
These beautiful sites my visual fate
Winds pounding and pelting
Away at my soul
That massaging and cleansing
While I ride, my goal
And every breath sustaining my life
Is seasoned sweetly with natures own spice
Alone with thought on this endless pave
But far from lonely, hence a wave
From another new Brother or Sister to be
Out on their Harleys, spirits so free
Live to ride and ride to live
And of yourself to others give
Ride through the rain, ride in the sun
Just ride, ride, ride
Until your ass says your done
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Bugs On My Face
Wind in my hair and dawn on my brow
Fresh air and freedom and no one around
All to myself this glorious morn
The new day?s cool breath is starting to warm
Just one caveat I?m learning to hate
The ocean?s cool spray is salted to taste
And I?m not alone,
I got bugs on my face
There?re June bugs and May flies
On summer?s wind ride
God knows when they?re born
Now I know when they died
A cornucopia of natures waste
Protein rich and vitamin laced
A moment of silence for the sacrifice,
That?s made this day by the bugs on my face
There are moths and mosquitoes, uniramia all
The study of insects in academia hall
Up close and personal I'd have taken a class
And sought other ways to mount them on glass
Pinned them neat and evenly spaced
Gently placed in a trophy case
The marvelous beauty,
Of the bugs on my face
Marooned on an isle or imprisoned perhaps
I?d be more receptive to musical whaps
Of marinade morsels smack on my lips
Providing pate and natural dip
Pull up beside, I?ll set you a place
Plenty to share, so grab a full plate
Please help yourself,
To the bugs on my face.....
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THE BIKER
A biker stops by the Harley Shop to have his bike fixed. They couldn't
do it while he waited, so he said he didn't live far and would just walk
home.
On the way home he stopped at the hardware store and bought a bucket and an anvil. He stopped by the feed store / livestock dealer and picked up a couple of chickens and a goose. However, he now had a problem: how to carry all of his purchases home.
The owner said, "Why don't you put the anvil in the bucket, carry the
bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm and carry the goose in
your other hand?"
"Hey, thanks", the biker said, and out the door he went.
But in the parking lot he was approached by a little old lady who told
him she was lost. She asked, "Can you tell me how to get to 1603
Mockingbird Lane?"
The biker said, "Well, as a matter of fact, I live at 1616 Mockingbird
Lane. Let's take my short cut and go down this alley. We'll be there in
no time."
The little old lady looked him over cautiously and then said, "I am a
lonely widow without a husband to defend me. How do I know that when we get in the alley you won't hold me up against the wall, pull up my
skirt, and ravish me?"
The biker said, "Holy smokes lady! I am carrying a bucket, an anvil,
two chickens, and a goose. How in the world could I possibly hold you
up against the wall and do that?"
The lady said, "Set the goose down, cover him with the bucket, put the
anvil on top of the bucket, and I'll hold the chickens
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