By All Means, Take Two………………

“You can trust me on this…. the Democrats are in office and some stupid Republicans are in bed with them. The next thing that becomes open records will be your medical information. (Let’s blame it on COVID!)

If you have been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, if you take prescribed  anti-depressants, nerve medicine, sleeping medication,…THEY WILL COME FOR YOUR GUNS!

Our wonderful Veterans will not stand a chance. Once they are diagnosed with PTSD…..their guns will be taken away.

That just sets the precedent…Then they will come for YOUR GUNS!”

-Sheila Tolley-

 

House Passes “Red Flag” Gun Confiscation Bill For Ex-Military Members — And Lots Of Republicans Voted For It

 

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WRITTEN BY: SHEILA TOLLEY

 

American Idol was canceled on Fox in 2016, due to low ratings. I personally enjoyed the show once they got through the ridiculous searches and eliminations to get to the ten finalists. 

Several years before they were cancelled, they had a song writing competition. Their only rule was that the song submissions were to be about “LIFE.” Being a Baby Boomer myself, I felt that I knew a lot about life.

I found the old song (which I never submitted) in my old files today. I figure, just maybe, some of my Baby Boomer friends may enjoy it.

 

Just Hang Around on a Cloud……..

Life’s like a ride on a cross-country train,
Don’t rush it or think of the time.
Remember the folks, the tears and the jokes,
Learn to dance to the rhythm and rhyme.

You can shoot for the moon, reach for the stars,
Or just hang around on a cloud.
But never impart with your tender heart,
Always sing about that real loud.

The train goes through rain, then it’s foggy again,
Be patient the sun will break through.
Day follows night, after wrong will come right
Just be fair in all that you do.

You can shoot for the moon, reach for the stars,
Or just hang around on a cloud.
But never redeem your self-esteem,
Always sing about that real loud.

You look and it’s snowing, then flowers are growing,
You don’t know the tame from the wild.
Others went through it, now you to must do it
Then pass this along to your child.

You can shoot for the moon, reach for the stars,
Or just hang around on a cloud.
But never relent on your good intent,
Always sing about that real loud.

The curves are sharp, you can’t see around,
The hills are high and you can’t see the ground.
Give it your best, it’s just life’s road test,
You’ll enjoy the train ride back down.

You can shoot for the moon, reach for the stars,
Or just hang around on a cloud.
But never deny what you testify
Always sing about that real loud.

So much aggravation to get to the station
It’s finally the end of the ride.
Now you look back, you see your own tracks.
You feel such a tingle inside.

You shot for the moon, you reached for the stars,
You hung around on a cloud.
Now you will brag, you carried LIFE’s flag
And you will sing about that real loud.

-Sheila Tolley-