Love and hate, time to eat, snakes and rats, friends for a minute, in the mouth, to suck out the life, so small, good and bad, skins to be. Skins of a snakes, rats resting, mouse games, tricks and trades, snakes in grass. Songs to sing, glory days done, snake and rats, rates of love and hate, food for dinner. 
Grins and smiles, jokes and laughs, snakes to date, rats to eat, daily events, in the sands. Sands of reasons, sands of time, dances on the beaches, games of rats and snakes, games to play. Back in the day, when dirt was blue, not brown, in a world upside down, Rach Jay, was a baby, older than Jesus Christ, pages in a book. 
Pictures with the rats, pictures with a little hair, back in the day, in the house in La Quinta, when she was in school, daddy was gone, out doing tricks. Games of chances, poker player for life, rat to races, back in time. Lost in time lost in space, Rachel Jarrot, as a little child, long ago, in the house, had dinner guess, rats to the milk, to share out of her bottle.

Sticks and stones with hurt, words and stories of the history created, notes to sing of the joys and pains of the lessons learned alone the way. Paths chosen for the good intentions, with a stone heart, brains exchanged for tickets to ride free planes and trains, frogs for a love of sex and drugs, oral talents on the line. Jokes to date, monkeys and snakes, into the woods. Biblical tales, Disney stories, fairy tales. Notes of others, views online to share, historical facts and fiction. Ships of freaks and snakes in dens. Angels on earth, earth angels on the ground, angels in host to fight. Stars bright tonight, wishes in the sky, darkness needed for stars to shine bright. 

PTSD Marines, Argentina Nuts, American Birds, Mental Rites

Man In Blue, Marines In Best Suit, Uncle Sam, thanks so much, G. I. Joes, milartary past and present. Round Worlds: Heaven notes, worlds to see, shapes and six stars, days under the sky. Wishes, dreams and prayers, stars out tonight. Stars bright, and stars blue, what a site toe dead. Coins for the dead, coins for the sons, coins for the frogs to see on the left sides. Lefts three time, take next right hand turn, back to square one. Happy to see. Ships of dreams, ships of fools, ships to carry t freaks back to hell. Prey again, crimes again mental ptsd veterans.