Over 20 plus. Of rhyming so miraculous. Meticulous years I've spent digging up the dust. New boots shoes I've got those. Clean souls shell toe. Protected it's the way I go. Growth is. A stage of development. I saw the first stair. And started climbing it. Right left left right. I'm off the wall. I said once and again. Now you hear my call. And even if it was something. That I may have thought that. I did wrong. In the ground dug my feet in deep. My feet and toes and my hands. They all graze in place. Where they all eat upon. There's not much left to chose. Leave it out until it's gone. I'm gonna ride with them as if they where family. Since we are any way. Can you hear me. I know you have a lot in side of your. Busy day. And I wish that I could be the one. That will provide you with your. Wholesome outcome