gone blind… by the wayside for a longish weekend around until about a Mondayish & at temporarily lessened … disuationed… disillultioned.. overwhiled dabbling a bit too many on the too much side.. we’ll set steady a dosing of Toblerex and or a soothing antibiotic steroid cream treatment as the charm… or the least going without saying… here we go i did do it again
points of sail… pointently pegged… previously placed, conjured up to past gone memories.. folded, settled now stowed. we get going gone & chalking… up to & more towards another one
Bindango… sweets decorated as is the interiors.. meats set within & more with all and then some including the trappings.. scoured, cleared, chopped, set.. bits & pieces lined by stomach.. seared & savorly sauced
Merry Christmas… and a Happy New Year… full more forward as we are more than a month or more into it caught raising the flag & at a retiringly relaxed respite.. caulks, painted accents on a fresh set of fruity shorts we oil teak & brush the teeth to reach forward to the shined new stainless.. reflected on seasons gone by
keep your distance… trustingly we try the Kona… crabbed on side of Gindai cooled leisurely with salted sardine.. tropically medley’d, waivering between mid open air… cooled on ice
nuts AND bolts while keeping in line with the nice & the orderly things… our selections on this round delve delicately… set on scour.. padded.. at a mere moment set to be.. shined & reset
folks don’t try this at home… not to bein exactly as was intended.. a pre homeward bound holiday knock off.. we lend hand as awaiting as always to learn & earn.. engaged as curiosity leans us in towards the more less than awkward sides
heart attack… this one might sting or raise the blood pressure to maximum… polish sausage.. lions, tigers, da or when all else fails… polska kielbasa… retaining back ups to be sided as on whole with saurkraut on the side… we keep double cooled in a cooler within a cooler on a munched by & macked in mouth mania
the water was up to here… 4 feet deep & rising… stretching lines we swallow as well as accept blessings.. rinse & re gather.. volcanic shots heard ’round the world as we give thanks to as shown as all locally
i get by with a little help from my… good thing for Goose… set in & with soliloquy.. adrift sans sails while the while spoken without saying.. when all else fails.. call me.. rounded.. cornered.. yet to wait.. the Saturday/Sunday.. shown down
westward.. rebuttled & at sunset.. waving.. well bit bid, an adieu.. unidentified & at a quick publish sent off too quick to be & sudden.. we’ll beg you to check back on the edit or at least for a revamp on correctable corrections.. last & for more than ceratinly sure waving by & bye at www.luckystarsail.com