A Lotta Fun Stuff.

By M.D. Wall

This is a book; with a LOT of good ideas and inspiration in it for songs and plays: it is a very interesting book about various subjects: But, there is also a Lot of varied content in it; some that might give rise to ideas; and as said; inspire people. This Book is 14+ to 16+ and Older: Mature Content: Mature Audiences: Viewer Discretion is Advised.

• Language: English
• Publisher: M.D. Wall
• Release date: Oct 7, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370446858

M.D. Wall

Hi, my name is M.D.Wall. Somehow in my life I always got involved with the wrong crowd: I don't know how it happened but I did. Now, I have said stuff I learned from being in the wrong crowd: I am saying this to a semi-younger audience so that young adults don't have to go through what I did.

Book preview

A Lotta Fun Stuff:

By:

Michael David Wall, Jr.

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Copyright: 2017to2060:

Michael Wall:

All Rights Reserved:

Published by: Smashwords.

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Sex, it does vex: And relationships it does wreck. Some guys worry that they are too small down below; and they can’t always let that go. Some guys can be like a pig; and wonder if they are too big? But, every adult does need sex sooner or later; there is a need that adults must sate. Some men and women almost wait until it is too late. Some make it seem like sex is a bad thing; even as others about it; songs do sing. But, when you are with someone you really care for. It can hit you to the core. And you end up wanting more.

That woman in The Little Black Dress: With men’s minds she can mess. She knows she is hot. And into her web; more than one man is caught. She is so sexy; that men; she does trick. Some say that she is sick. She wanders the bars; and in some nights brings home more than one man by far. She loves to be noticed; and she wants men to notice her to the quick. She looks so good; and she knows if she wants any man; she almost could.

They call her a hoar. But, do they know her story; and the glory of her story. They don’t know how she started out; or anything about. How maybe she had to take that job. That maybe her mother does sob. Yet, maybe her Family needed money; and the choice wasn’t funny. How maybe her dad died. And about him she cried. Or that maybe she was raised knowing nothing of the World; and the whole new experience did into a hoar curled.

The woman with the very voluptuous figure; she doesn’t care about her weight; because she knows men for her can’t wait. She knows with a big hourglass figure she can get what she does want; and she doesn’t care about those at her do taunt. She knows that she can have nearly anyone; and with that she does have fun. Men stare at her and drool. And sometimes she finds it cool. And maybe sometimes she does think about losing weight. But, all she has to do is look at how men stare at her; and she lets it wait.

Two people together; getting through whatever. When two people really love each other; they truly care for one another; and they don’t care for each other like sister and brother; then they can make it through almost anything. And sometimes others about stuff that has happened to them do sing. That being together isn’t hard. And one of them always has a free card. It is so simple when two people for each other do care; then life does seem; more fair.

It is always better to have Family: To have someone to watch your back: Or if you go missing they will track. But, it is nice be around people who truly care; and aren’t just acting on a dare. It is good for you to appreciate them. It is good to not give them venom. Some people don’t appreciate their families. And usually they always end up in dark seas. Having Family around is great; and it is never too later. You can look up Family anytime. It does not make you slime. It is good to know roots. And reasons you act the way you do may be offshoots.

Women; men can never understand them; no matter how much they try. For women; sometimes men do die. But, that isn't to say that women don't pay too; it is true. Relationships can sometimes be hard to get through; but people do what they can do. But, sometimes someone goes too far. And from society we do bar. They go to jail; but sometimes even from jail; of a new relationship there is a tale.

Love is a tricky thing; and sometimes it can sting: Love comes in all sorts of ways; and in love some do pass their days; but it isn't always sunny; and sometimes love gets runny. It becomes like a runny nose; that is how love sometimes goes. But if two people get it right; there is barely any reason to fight; and it is all right; and it is light. And the relationship is as it has been said; to paraphase: Outta Sight..

Good; people always say we should do good: And we would if we could. But, this world sometimes demand; that into shadow we fall; and that sometimes we cannot forestall; and for some; out of that comes tales tall. But, we try to do what we can; sometimes without a plan: And sometimes we have to listen to: The Man.. But, we all try our best; and sometimes we do good with zest; and sometimes we do better than all the rest. But sometimes we do it with such zeal; that jealous of us; others feel. Sometimes in an act we can be so overzealous; that others of us feel jealous.

Sometimes life can be hard to understand; some think it is planned. But, it is more than what others say; and sometimes on buildings they do spray; that it is all money and sex. But, then there are the techs. And they sort of say that reality is like a computer and Internet; and some believe that; you can bet. Yet, there are few and some who believe into something greater the Human Race is meant to Evolve. I don't want to talk of Religion. But, there are those who think Evolution is the key; to the future we are meant to see.

Water; one day we may not have enough; and on our descendants that will be tough. We waste it all the time; although currently that is not a crime. In some future time; wasting water may be a crime. And our descendants may have to drink water full of slime.

How many times has it been the same old story; of the girl next door who got away. That maybe the guy was too young. And he had songs to sing to her unsung. That some other guy later the same age went with her: The same age as the boy now grown: And that boy; now many; away is blown. He never really got a chance with her. But, he wishes he could have another that is sure.

The Lost Love; the lost love; ah into our subconscious that away we do try to shove. That woman who once was with us: And now later ignores and/or does diss: That relationship that was great; but the man the woman; maybe couldn't sate. Maybe it was because they didn't like the same board game. And as they got to know each other; they had less in common: Maybe it was because the man too much did hum. Or maybe he had too much of a weakness for rum. Whatever it was; once they felt for each other very strong; and the fact that they can't or won't talk today; maybe with that there is something wrong?

Love; Love is a strange that that many musicians do about sing. Some in science have made an alliance. And they say Love is nothing but chemicals in the brain; as too is pain. But, there is more to it than that; then they can learn with a rat. That is all they use; a rat. Humans are so much more complex. And to figure this out will take more than an alliance of scientists and tech.

Fear; for some fear is always near. And to fight it; they need more than one drink and/or beer. Fear can come in many ways; and for some it can stay for days. We fear losing; we fear losing money; it is funny; but we fear even when we make money; when we don't know where the money comes from; the fear can make us about speaking of that dumb. Some say there are ways to get past fear; that breathing certain ways can break the sphere of fear. Some say there are pills you can take; for fear to break. But, sometimes facing the fear head on; will make the fear gone.

Ah; the Love Triangle; some see it from more than one angle; some believe it does never work out; while some are in one; and that person has no doubt. How should one act when one is in a love triangle; especially when it is one guy to two women; how can the man win; or is the man just along for the ride; and the women in each other only do confide? Or is the man using the two women: Even as they do have kin. And do these families of the women keep silent; or do they say something to stop it. Before the two women on the one man have a fit.

The job, the job; of time it seems to rob: You go to work every day; and you can’t shirk; and you can’t play. You know you have to work; and sometimes it causes you to act like a jerk. But, it is nice to come home and sit by the hearth: And maybe feel you have worth; as you watch your children play; you know home is a nice place to stay. But you know you have to go to work the next day. Sometimes you wish you could throw it all away; that you could become a music star; and from work be far. But, you know you can’t do that; you would be like a rat. So, to work you do go; and you try to feel the flow.

Time; time is not a crime; but sometimes it seems it goes fast; sometimes it seems it goes slow. Of time we all know; we look at the watch or the clock; and sometimes we wish that we could go on moving; but time would stop. But, we all know that is not to be; and we must be busy as a bee. Sometimes on vacation people do flee. They get to relax and get away from what does tax.

Visiting old parents; some don’t do it enough; for others it is rough. Sometimes the parents are of too stern stuff. And sometimes the child; now grown; decides it is enough. Maybe the parents argue all the time. And they make the child adult feel like slime. They involve them in the fight; even for a child adult; that isn’t right.

But, there are parents too; who spoil the child; who let the child run wild. They do a disservice to that child; and sometimes they are afraid when the child gets riled. It is very hard to raise children right; and sometimes it is a fight; sometimes parents need to talk to somebody; before things might get bloody. And that is what in Canada 811 is for: To help when Family Life is starting to turn to manure.

That gorgeous woman; does she ever get tired of being stared at; does she wish it would stop flat? Maybe she knows she can have almost any guy; if she did try. But, at the end of the day; when all the guys have finished coming her way; does she wish they would just leave her alone and go away? Or is she flattered by all the attention; guys trying to keep her number in retention. Does she in fact laugh when she is home and alone: As she maybe gave the number of a friend; and let the friend to all the men tend.

Some women with a big bust do sometimes use; and do abuse; as they use their cleavage to get whatever they want; and they