hell fell on a giggle and whispers maybe some whiskey too

Time ever baring and telling its brutal honesty blatant to see as I’m lulled  to sleep with the reapers lullaby braids to my hair lots and lots of knots and a rain check with an IOU and an I love you.
 I went down the rabbit hole to check on Alice and her crew she wasn’t lost and the hatter wasn’t mad  playing 21 are we ? curiosity doesn’t kill the cat it enlightens her playing mad hatter  today what a game 21 bust I win I say with a grin pulling at the pit throw the diamonds in already I  have a few hearts.
 angels in my eyes and a harp unstrung still haven’t sung the blues to my own tune the sword and my frettin fingers playing the lazy wheel on a rainy day each strum of the steel makes my heart vibrate with the melody of my tune playing wrapped up in you. Angels want to hear me sings I just like plucking the strings  space cadet playing on the frets in June time will tell….
loose lips leaking like a siv  snitches get stitches even when they snitch themselves the adder lost his head when I ascended hell and it fell on my giggles and whispers in the halls.
denial is a child being  obtuse to the truth .  Hell truly fell on whiskey smoke  as I toke another I say let’s blow this joint