My whole life have I known her, Mom Isabella.
Festive days to us she came, oh good fella.
When she came, we felt no sorrow.
When she left we felt most hollow.
Days with her, dear we hold, me and Ella.
All of us shorties below 5'8 lift your tush to the right😜😂 Then break that wind gen. . .tly. That's right. Easy does it.💃💨 That's just how we do it: It's how we get noticed.
Respect is when you hold off an enthusiastically desperate (cart-weilding grocery - shoppers) on a 90% discount day, just so that that gnarled and tired grandma, may have the chance to safely step in first.
I won't wait for a sign to chase my dreams.
I won't send out a dove to bring me an olive.
I will head out when the course is rough.
Hey everyone! This is my first story on this account. My scrambled brain lost my access to my first account on this app. So, this is me starting over. 😔😂