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Woah. It looks as though I got lost somewhere between a poem in thought forms– colliding, and daffy apples (I’m in heaven) chocolate cake and trying to decide which is a better horse 1.) my motorcycle, 2.) the registered Morgan show horse that I sold in 1980 (NO, you cannot have my real age, but I am younger than quite a few. No offense.) 3.) A totally cherry 1965 Ford Mustang (gold metal flake, candy apple red that would beat any State Trooper in a road race and burns rubber between every gear.) Not that I road race, mind you, but it could be a whole lot of fun with the right trooper. 4.) A State Trooper (they are so hot in those uniforms.)
I am going to have to say…..hm-m-m-m, maybe…..Yes, the hot State Trooper wins by a good 7 “smidgens” ahead of the car. (After all, he is closer to my age.) I hope.
The point is, where did the week go? I lost an entire week somewhere. If any of you find it, could you send it back my way, please. It’s probably off on a whim somewhere with one of those poems eating my daffy apple, picking red maple leaves out of one another’s hair.
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