Tales of "The UnScrew Fairy"

The Fairy (USF) that makes every unscrew and fall apart in your life pockets or home.


Todays Three-fer !


As I was trying to set a drink from reused water bottle. I keep the cap on so I do not have to kiss cat lips. 

1) So as I unscrewed it my USF causes the bight yellow cap to drop and it goes bouncing across the floor.

2) I bend over to retrieve it and boom off fly my glasses.

3) Cat goes after the bouncing cap just in time for glasses to land on his head, freaks and runs off wearing my glasses.

Meanwhile there is the pearl of tinkling silver bells as mu USF gets a really good laugh at his Three-fer !!!

(c) George King
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What makes the world go wrong!

Money Money Money

Sweeter than Honey

Better than Sex

If you have it.

All power you can flex!

TDK / The Druid King

Copyright George King May 14, 2013

Poem on the back of an old envelope.

Memories like the waves lapping the shores of Now.

From far across the the mystic seas of Time.

All returning on this one magical Night.

From the hidden lands, that are never Bright.

To remind us of why and who we Are.

The Magick that came from a distant Star.

And yes we have been timid and we have been Bold.

We have been young and we have been Old.

We have been many a lost Soul's Lover.

We have put many a Soul under grass's Cover.

But if the truth tonight is really to be Told.

We have always been the Druids of Old.

That first came to free this Sacred Land.

From the Forever Curse Winter's frozen Hand.

Then slowly merged into the Blood of every local Clan.

And yes we all called by many a different Name.

But in us all, the seed of the First Oak remands the Same.

So if you seek to walk and know our Ley.

Perhaps we will meet some night along its misty Way.

TDK  /  The Druid King

Copyright George King May 7, 2013

The Buffer Zone, where loved ones meet!

A real class in how the real and Astral Words work!

By our guest chief instructor Janice Scott-Reeder.

The Buffer Zone, where loved ones meet

http://janicescottreeder.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-buffer-zone-where-loved-ones-meet.html

Blood Flags blowing over freedom's grave.

False Flags are flying high.
Smoke Fire and Death fill the sky.

Faux News cries out why oh why
There are no Drones in the sky.

Armed vehicles prow down the Street.
Freedoms lost and  can not compete.

Fear is sold like the hot new drug of the day.
Capture the Enemy but make sure they do not have a say.

False Flags are flying high.
On the days our freedoms die.
TDK

copyright George King April 22, 2013

Of Druids and Men.

Bits and pieces fell out of the Pot.
It Made Humans wiser.
But a more miserable Lot.

this is a truth you really know.
But your subconscious is afraid to show.

For to the worms the body must go.
But to Death the Soul says no.

TDK
(c) George King

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