Oh sparkler, my sparkler,
Light my little sparkles,
Just like st Judy's comet
And let me smile in the smallness of the dark...
Oh sparkler, sparkler,
Tell me where u got that?
Did u sit ur own moon
On a proud soul
And beat a life and a body down?
Did u scatter in your mother's public proclamation? Friends...
Forty years inside this heart
And teach me the meaning of the word?
Did u "blow america away" with ur quality heady sweetness,
And keep the hiney in in private,
Where the heinous public might be smiling,
As u let him in?
Oh sparkler, sparkler,
Shine in the light
In side the power of the bar
The trade of fools
And just another cup of Judy's apple cider,
And smile after the box was open,
Let it smile in the dark
Just like st Judy's apple cider,
Opening the door to
"Kick it in"for trick or treats behind on Halloween?
Good if u can rise above the drunkards threats...
And I hit on a public proclamation:
That girl who they're holding on d**h row in Texas,
She is on d**h row and a millionaire is working for her defence.
Respects herself on every beautiful level.
Her hair is gorgeous and her family supports her and love her.
I just wish that another issue is examined.
A woman I know did k** her mother. But they let her out insight or
Drug stability (prescribing)...
I believe it could turn the case around her. The blood on her
Kitchen k I've was a defensive strike as her so died.
At !east commute the d**h penalty. There are ha!fway
Support homes for women that might agree interviews," hey,
This was isolated but