The above is Craigs' table and chairs and stuff,, I wish I could do that! The following beautiful paintings are his too! |
The following is Sister Mary Elizabeth's (and more to come!) |
My friend Mike Rains (Miguel LLuvias) did the following |
Fabulous Wife Ana did the following, more to come! |
My Daughter Ana Victoria did the following |
Brother Everett did the following |
Nephew Justin did the following: |
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Old Picture of most of the family |
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More Silly Poems! Yeeeeehhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaakakka! |
Feel the beat as it leaves the drum Leaves the room into the street as if we came out of molds the music gathers in our souls its all right, yea baby its ok To cause mischief is a shame Unless you reroute the blame For all of those who aren’t aware Take advantage, they just stare Its all right, yea baby its ok So left right, front tight, form up, shape up Push up, get it up, pass it up, mess it up Its all right, yea baby its ok
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Lightening came out from the sky,
And struck this very spot.
They just stood in awe,
And some were in shock.
They were believers, I was not.
After the mystery,
The crowd just gathered round.
Someone shouted “look up in that tree,
Don’t miracles abound”.
They were believers, I was not.
Washing his car one day,
An image did appear.
He shouted to his friends,
Because he was with fear.
They were believers, I was not.
After the sky melted,
The ground below was hot.
They began to question why,
And then they prayed to God.
Now I believed, and they did not.
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Sitting here, waiting for the train,
Contemplating for-sure pain.
See it coming down the tracks,
Getting closer, anxiety attacks.
Lay my head against the rail,
Await speeding steel, to no avail.
Rotating light is dimming my sight,
The track groans and squeaks, what a fright.
My legs flying through the air,
Locomotive decapitation, I do swear.
My end now near, mighty steel horse,
Neither it nor I can change the course.
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I look to the sea. And all I really think. Is clouded up with black. My dear friends, Help me. Flashbacks, anxiety, anger, happiness, Looking inside, not taking in life. I look to the west, And feel my heart pound hard, My life is but a test. My dear friends, Help me. Flashbacks, anxiety, anger, happiness, Looking inside, not taking in life. I brace myself, And think of you. The cause of all by blues. My dear friends, Help me.
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