The Hibernation Peroid
Copyright 2005
only time will tell what exactly this spell is, for the girl from parkvale road. go west young man. knapsack in tow packed tightly with memories from wince she came about.
certificate stamped gypsy, nothing delicate only emancipation proclaims itself a victory.
I-40 itinerary ready for take off no more harboring criminals in her head for she has gained possession of all her faculties traipsing across country.
blue eyed beau to the left, he ever the enchanter, enchanting the enchantress to encompass his incantations of unhurried divine.
go on and fly then.
and what say you for a pleasant tempeture for maximum pleasure? no dragging her down...up up up the Mesa's red as dawn nothing but country all around.
the air is sweet with travels, grandviews, soulmate splenders and what's to come.
she is a thinker, a do-er, a follow-througher, contrary to popular belief. for the time is now to put on that extra fat. that layer that will keep her warm through the winter. cheeks are filled, nuts are buried, food is stashed away, tucked inside that cozy place.
the bears have followed the required task for deep sleep. Sugar plum fairies and dreams of springtime are on the mind.
so...this gypsy will snuggle up and do as the bears do. ready herself for the next coming of the season.
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