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Lea
Sheldan
MY BLOG PAGE
Sure As The Morn
The mood is Celtic, the message is love and the timber is a perfect storm. This week's slow dance rises and falls like the waves on the...
For The Last time
We really don't know how much time we get in this plane of existence, but if we are fated to die, then I say fight for happiness until...
Keep Away The Pain
What to do when you're in Mexico with crashing waves, tropical winds, wine and doobies? Write a song of course! A few years back, we...
S.O.S.
Inner turmoil, unending guilt and self-abhorrence are depicted in this recovering catholic lament. It's a tell-tale, country-folk song...
Later . . .
Procrastination is my middle name, always has been, probably always will be. How many of you still have the last time zone on a clock in...
Yammer With Your Grammar
Communication is the eye of this week's storm with a message that spews forth to speak your truth and ask for what you want in life. It's...
Don't Buy Me Flowers
Yeah sure, roses are nice, but have you ever smelled a two week old daisy in scungy, brown, putrid water? Disgusting! Well, here's a song...
Cactus Prickly
Do you ever feel like jumping out the window and heading down the road to new adventures, leaving everything behind? Sometimes you gotta...
Big Boy
When a woman needs a boy toy to roll her over in the clover, tantalize and tease her, she goes to the wild side of town. This week's...
Monday Morning
Do you feel like me on Monday morning? Under a spell that says, "It's ok to sleep in, the world will go on without you for a few more...
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