
Ma made a big pie for me.
It was an apple – walnut pie,
Baked and crisp to the core.
That pie was made so beautifully,
That I asked Ma to make it for me again
And not only did she promise but already had another pie baking.
Adios!

Ma made a big pie for me.
It was an apple – walnut pie,
Baked and crisp to the core.
That pie was made so beautifully,
That I asked Ma to make it for me again
And not only did she promise but already had another pie baking.
Adios!

A big burger for the oldie one,
It’s truly quite big and made of many things.
Few of them are known and most of them are unknown,
But when the oldie eats It up,
I do hope that she would like it
And look kindly upon us.
Adios!

This happiness has no outgoing,
The Lord is very happy,
For his most beautiful children are back to him,
Playing and laughing with a pledge to be happy and to be with himforever.
His children, his very own creation have been blessed to be together forever and forever.
Adios!

When you think,
Time moves on.
When you speak,
Time moves on.
When you play,
Time moves on.
When you buy cakes,
Time moves on.
When you do so many things,
Time doesn’t stop.
But thinking requires such a huge amount of energy,
That you would be requiring food fast enough if you think much.
Have the food ready
And be happy.
Adios!

The word mist means that visibility becomes poor due to presence of condensation and fog.
Mysticism Is much like that.
The mystics are good for nothing.
They charge a lot of money and say a lot of baloney to you and make you go down and down spiritually,
mentally and financially.
Mist often envelops the mind but what we don’t know is that it does much more than that.
It causes great and untold harm If not checked and controlled in time.
Be careful of It.
For hidden in mists are dark desires which are unknown, unseen and untold.
Adios!