23Murdur23

TheBannister

The
Barrister wore a plaid wool dickey made of yellow yarn it was always
cleaned once a week the yardenor came to the manor at Penrose and
washed out the dickey with color indicator bleach the thing was
always on the Barrister swore rather loudly the day it was gone. WHO
he was cursing rather badly WHO has stolen my dickey prithee eye pray
thee please tell me WHO. He carefully started down the work roughened
Bannister the Barrister had had the bannister fixed to make it a non
slip grip for his aging hand to hold as he stepped rather gingerly
down the steps he put his full weight every time on every step as iff
it was supposed to be that way for an old man to walk but this time
was differant. He reached for the third step holding the bannister
and both feet leveled off into the thin air he grabbed with both
hands to the bannister there and found himself slipping in air the
bannister arm was greased like a greasy bannister arm with some sort
of slippery substance just out of reach on either side of the steps
was the lifeline that the yardenor left he felt the old man should
have something to grab in the event of a fall. The Barrister is
sliding down he grabs the line the line grows taught and fires a gun
the bullit hits the banisters arm as he falls just missing his heart.
His head lies near the last step of the bannister caught in the
blades that were spinning below when he slid in the hole near the end
of the stairwell his hands still clutching feebily at the bannister
sliding even further in the grease as post mortem evictus sets in the
blades release a gas of nitrous oxide onto the head when the
Detective came into the room to survey this doom he half expected the
roof to cave in on the Barristers dead head and hands on the
Bannister.

21CharlaXpoetry21

CharlaXDictionaryEntry20

Tolerable

Old
men speak in dialect some speak southern some speak Indian some some
speak in code only sounds like words some some people have no time
for foolishness like this other people love.

Obsolete. to experience, undergo, or sustain, as pain or hardship. Eye can seldom tolerate my tooth. When it’s picked clean and empty of meat it’s tolerable. When it’s hurting some it’s almost not toleratable. Toleratable. Tolerate. Tolerable. Tolerative. Tolerator. There is a place itching on my shoulder no matter where eye scratch there it’s still itching when eye am done. When a scratching is still itching it’s not toleratable to the one who is itching the one who is scratching the one who is now the tolerator of the itching and the scratching is just barely tolerative as eye learn anew to tolerate. When someone gets excited they holler and they jump and they say Toleration like a curse. Lands Sakes Toleration. An assessment of creation. When does happy come happy comes after sad depression flys away like day coming bright after night flees away turning a phrase dangling a participle phasing a verb marking a noun pinholing the predicate adjusting the adjective adlibbing the adverb adding love to tolerate to make it toleration. Living in a war torn nation fighting rules the minds of men. Not tolerable to the palate of a prose junky poetry in vains adripping words like dropps of blood inside mye brain to make them toleratable to androids reading them. A word of knowledge please tell your friend to turn down the gamma radiation on her computer your face looks like it has a sunburn or a windburn but she never goes outside please learn to turn it down to tolerate the screen to tolerate the wind. How is the heat in the shade Grampa see eh? Oh he said it’s tolerable so please everyone take a break and go outside and get some sun upon the gamma baked noses and learn to tolerate the wind while ewe aer there please have a tolerated day.

22PCharlaX22

Today's
Word "Rhabdomancy"

rhabdomancy
RAEB-deh-maen-see (noun) - Divination of the location of water,
oil, etc. by means of a divining rod or stick; dowsing,
witch-wiggling. From Greek rhabdomanteia based on rhabdos "rod"
+ manteia "divination." The Proto-Indo-European root is
werb- or werbh- "to turn, bend" that also developed into
"warp" and "wrap." Other variants of this stem
underlie "rhapsody" from Greek rhapsoidia based on rhapsis
"stitching together" (from rhaptein "to sew") +
oide "song, ode" + ia, a noun suffix. The suffix -mancy
comes from Late Latin -mantia inherited from Greek manteia
"divination." Eye searched in vain for a half member poem
or should say a partial remembrance in vain eye say it was gone the
aliens got another one eye search for title and well iff eye can’t
remember the title it may as well be in a poet book in Spain. Eye
bent two sticks upon the ground layed one upon the other one made a
cross layed down and rested there now when it rains the water comes
four feet deep it was mye rhabdomancy area. Eye werb the corner every
time. Werbh the sidewalk when I’m in a hurry to get home please
remember gentile reader ewe eye never drive but walk with my
rhabdomanteia on. Eye sewed a song of sixpence buried in the crow pie
stepping in the ginger rather carefully each step laced with fear of
crushing bugs or ants oh oide ooh ode oh gentle noise yes eye am the
rainmaker eye made it rain most proficiently now eye need a
floodstopper to come to my near miss and pray to Jesus make the water
less just keep enough to feed the animals of pray. Witch witching and
divining rhabdomanteia bring the water down from clouds soaked brown
with flood in mind eye sing the oide eye prate the ode eye lay the
sticks upon the stones and cry the water down and then eye werbh away
to dry to miss the flood. Eye never save a drop but give it all away
to GOD he laps up all the rain that does not ever make it to the
brain and puts it back in clouds above no weedhopper you have
confused the divination of the Chinese with the divining rod of
witches not that eye was ever a witch at all but that is what they
think of it eye have the water in the desert saved up in thousands of
separate places just remember it will dissipate soon enough but for
now and for the last four years in this time cycle there was water
here for everyone divined and dowsed with mantia.

20PCharlaX20

Obama
Shine
Will you be
voting in the barracks for Obama.
When you shine them boots
again.
Look at your reflection in your spit shine.
Then go out
and vote again.
Put some water from the tap into the lid.
Do
not waste your spit on them.
Save it for the day they kill you
dead.
And fling it at the executionars head.
Tell them God
Jesus has now sent you
to save the living not the dead.

18Spamrevisited18

Eye
knoe who the culprit is it was the horse doctor boy what done it they
had a real nice thing and now I’m eating wormy food the meat
needed to be cooked what will a poor boy dew the microwave upstairs
is so very far away today the one eye use though nearer is just
broken he left it hanging useless was the door on. The meat is NOT
wormy of course it was just sour grapes in heart. The food eye found
was wrapped up tight away from bugs and flies around the room
sometimes. A Paroday not intended to be taken seriously. Enlarge
your organ add an extra keyboard like the serious musicians in the
huge super groups for only 9.99 centavoes and add four boxtops from
allbrain cereals “any brand will do as long as its allbrain.”
The allbrain cereal is chocked full of stuff that tastes like
cardboarded up windows Where oh where is my little lost XP oh where
oh where can it bee? Windows Msn Vista Business Degenerated strikes
the fan. The Fan sounds off and then falls apart the motor hums just
once and stops eye have to restart the gerbils in the cage on my
three million dollar Dell. Make your organ larger and more harder now
to handle with the extra keys and add ons we have a laptop brain to
sit up on top of your very expensive hip hop device the old style of
doing things is out as long as you understand that money is god we
are fine. Please send in Forty Boxtops from the allbrain cereal boxes
this time with 999.99 centavoes so we can go out tonight and dine no
time to explain to you nerdy twerps that we only send the box the
controls are extra. You will soon see another ad for them just keep
watching in your email spam.

18TIME18

ANTITHESIS

Orientation
in the ARMY you have fiveteen or so seconds to get command of your
senses before the instructor is allowed to KICK your bed upside down
no they don’t all do this just usually it takes a special kinda
guy a guy with a redneck heart. Usually someone kicked him out of
hissun. He is just payback anyone he can. It makes a man mean to fall
to floor. Antimatter is a real foreign substance has been found up in
the sky usually in outer limits spaced but sometimes falls to ground
and causes some small destruction of a place like a cobalt bomb eye
wrote a small poem about Siveria A wall of
superheated air pounded the surface crushing 1,200 square miles of
forest. Above the continent a mushroom cloud formed...
Tunguska Makirta River the poem has gone missing from my
database perhaps the aliens removed it to hide the mock up of the
cobalt bomb test they probably were trying to hit Europe and kill
many more of us human vermine. Perhaps there was a nomad camping who
was there inside the blast area He had no time to lift the corn to
eat the ear to make it work for food all gone he left to heaven on a
cobalt cloud. Let’s interview the hapless camper there perhaps
we will call him John for the sake of our poem discussion in RuSSian,
Dosvidonia mien Hoppy toad tell us what happened in English please no
one can make up ruddian languages better than Charlax but for the
sake of the website smurffers we had better relent. Time is of the
essence as we speak great things are being found like meteors hitting
the ground. John Camper Quote: Ed.Note. Eye was making corn wait no
one makes corn what eye was doing was heating it on the fire or
cooking it next to the heat of the fire the corn gets hot and tastes
better and looks harder but tastes like fire on a stick oh wait okay
the thing was a cloud of blue surrounding an Android craft with three
triangular windows of yellow light the wings were just slivers in the
light of the sky failing or coming who can remember the thing that
eye noticed was the blank look of astonishment upon the Androids face
as he realized just at that moment that the cloud was Antimatter come
down from Heaven and about to Explode the Universal Force Shield@T.M.
had saved the craft from automatic implosion and kept the antmatter
from exploding the Android was a space Jockey not used to trying to
fly in an atmospheric cloud was beating down upon the force shield
and then eye realized eye was not about to bite the corn in time and
then a funny thing happened eye watched the Android smile at the same
time of the expl:;…………….Anti-matter
is material with a reversed charge at the sub-atomic level. As far as
we know it is extremely rare in the universe, but it has been
produced on Earth in laboratory experiments. When anti-matter meets
up with normal matter they annihilate each other in a burst of
energy. A small chunk of anti-matter could make an enormous
explosion. If the Tunguska meteor was made of anti-matter it would
have exploded violently when it came into contact with the thick,
lower atmosphere. The effects of the explosion would have looked very
much like that of an atomic bomb.

17Loveforewe17

Prt1

He
flew to the Power Pole then came back across the field to the shorter
tree on the way out as eye was leaving he was following me turning
his head this way and that to let me knoe that he was watching over
me at night now the falcon is just a bird but this one thinks and
knoes me when he sees me. A part and parcel of GOD never out of
place. My heart gains strength when eye see this bird

Prt2

The
Dragonfly was large and brown and very out of place for where eye was
bound he hovered in a spectral zone your spy just making sure that
eye okay in love

Prt3

The
Creative mode the dove was in he turned his head and then he showed
me love the same creature made the footprints in the mudd so long ago
was watching me now his head was swiveling from side to side his eye
blinking so surprised that someone would stop and talk with him so
nice so beautiful a thing to see the dove was just a curious looking
at a curiosity this dove was just one great big WHY?

NeverEnd

Three
things agreed that love survives the storm the seasons and the mudd
three totally different places today eye saw the love she gave to me
it multiplied and now mye heart so longing for her love is satisfied
at least one day of time will not keep us apart for long but just
adds up as love.

15TheBeginning15

For
now we still have freedom, but in larger cities eye am not sure if
anyone can enter building without some sort of binary computor code
either of the keyboard keycard keypad Touchetone@TM type or swipe
your access here lay your thumb upon this here place your eye into
the scanner receptacle we want to allow you and only you access into
L:I:F:E. Limited Intellect For Everyone has hired you your office
must not be abused. NO sticky notes will ever be used no added joy
no pictures of your family 666 is now your boss no lip gloss in your
consoul case just floppy CDs embrace the power of the 666 as you
leave behind the human race NO ACCESS into internet space just your
work space is allowed for 16 hours EVERYDAY you punch in codes with
the green button on it that says code on it. You read the code and
match it to the web address and send it by hitting the green button
that says CODE on it. NO CARDS NO MSN NO MY SPACE none of this is
allowed in work space iff you are caught doing cards instead of codes
or anything but code work your function will be terminated and you
will be fired THIS has been a Government Function Unilateral Message
from 666.

14CharlaXP14

Raptured

No
one likes to think of Aeons in the ground of casket place no thoughts
no more pretty clothes on carapace nothing left to do but wait for
GOD to come his namme is Jesus up above no tomes to fill the eye with
love eye used to visit Gravestones when eye was young most of them
were numbers some of them had no names just number in the final
summation when the role is called up yonder eye suppose the GOD will
open up the Book of Life and call out Number Fourteen. Fourteen
million people will then enter into heaven all of them so happy that
there namme was found there to be written withe the blood and bread
of Jesus. So they decided on a Myth to be enlivened at this
millennium end of time to happen outside the scriptures and outside
of the timeline given seems to be a lie never have eye seen the
rapture written never heard the scripture given proved for rapture is
a lie. It may make a very nice short story for the money making
devils in a hurry for more money selling shorter stories to make more
revenue to buy and sell more glory but in actuality of fact it is
just not true. For
the Lord himself
shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice
of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ
shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be
caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the
air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord. CharlaXVersion For the
dead shall arise in Christ first those that sleep in graves then we
who are alive and remain upon the Earth shall rise into the air to
Greet the Lord or TO BE with the LORD forever at his coming. This is
the First resurrection then there is another when everyone shall be
there the Book of Life is searched for nammes eye hope mye namme is
there the new one under a white stone found. Preachers of every faith
confuse a Rapture with the Resurrection of my GOD, more commonly
called Judgment Day come. To escape the end of time coming the
plagues upon the earth of EgYpt fame there is a differant way of
escape we must soon refuse the Mark of Satan the Brand New System
Identification the 666 on forehead hand and card the thing has been
begun just look for all the Robot faces of all the younger students
who have the access cards and numbers who eat credits living mostly
on there parents love; life is meant to be much more than just
financially affordable love. They will execute the Christians in the
public squares of every city that hates the Lord. When people realize
just what’s being done it will be the time to flee the time to
go the time to leave to live inside them caves again to wear them
animal clothes and pray and look for thy namme underneath that small
white stone. But do not expect to fly away like Superman before the
End of Time began. It just aint so.

13CharlaXP13

DearDiary

Today eye got up and drank a coke mixed with some old coffee and then the Falcon came to visit me a wonderful bird of pray. Eye gathered the bed rolled and walked to the store eye had free sample coffee three little cups it’s enough to make a person proud of store of course ewe must realize it’s a promotional investment meant to sell the coffee in the grounds. Eye preceded to the bus stopped and bought a day pass not a bus pass a bus pass is a different thing entirely driver shared to eye the way to go is day pass for $2 per @ all the worry gone to transfer and to go back home. Eye gathered up some more to drink and then the bus was there no sleep eye rode for days of times but less then hours have gone by eye walked to lieberry this to pen or thus to place decide. The poem was successful published at the free websited special is the heart of falcon bird to eye. A pet chooses its master most carefully and does not make mistaken cries tries voices attempts ploys forays how about that android love at least eye love ewe more than robot would let’s try to simulate a robots love eye have ewe on my harddrive babay eye have ewe in mye memory my voice AFK BAK ROTF ROFL OTW IM IM IM IM IM IM IM IM IM Dear Diary

12Daysight12

 The
First Fable of CharlaX
A Falcon Cry CharlaXFabels
The
Falcon Cries: He spreads his wings in vain attempts to dry He tells
me once in a whistle WHY? Why cannot we fly? When will the rain let
up and let me in the air? When will the water stop to drop on
feathers so wet there? The Falcon Cries: A mournful sound so loud in
quiet of early morn
His claws dug deeper in the branch to keep
from being torn Away from perching in the storm His sharpened beak at
work to smooth his feathers He was using extra care no longer talking
just to me his only whistle Told me many things The Falcon Cries: We
disagreed with all the rain both the Falcon and the eye. Why can't we
fly? Eye could clasp the bird to bosom and dry his feathers there A
bird so wild and wonderful so hurt With all my tears for the Falcon
Cry. The day was open the sun was beating down sunrise long past eye
had resigned myself to another day without seeing him when eye
decided to whistle it was not a trick or something we have practiced
but eye just thought that iff he was hunting in the area he would
hear it and come to see the eye. But just for him to be there eye
must thank GOD who watches hearts at night and watches over birds as
well as people who love to see them his name is Jesus the central
focus of my love. Mye lady loves to hear about the falcon she is the
other one eye love somewhere just below the throne of GOD she dwells
in me and just below her tree is where the falcon lives in heart. It
is hard to love a thing one cannot touch and yet eye love the ewe and
she is out of reach of daysight and then the falcon comes and loves
me just showing off his feathers in the daylight. What is a heart if
it’s not love kept until the daysight. Ed.Noted: Eye am too
emotional to continue this now and it is finished anyhow there is
only repetition in repeating love anon. CharlaX Wept again he finds
his love in heart and wind will carry kiss to ewe and falcon dry will
see me once again when daysight comes anon the love is brought from
GOD to all of us his namme is Jesus.

11Poetry11

Faded
Newspapers

Tao,
Doa, Da Ching , life flows every Bhuddha knoes life flows hang on to
one day and it will slow but never stop it flows it becomes tomorrow
at midnite and starts all over again. A Man thinks with finite lines
nothing infinite can enter his mind he thinks therefore he is he
thinks therefore he was for when a man dies his thoughts stop
everything is gone. What is worth that immortal soul that GOD gave to
you at birth the one inside you now iff ewe can read this pome you
still have one it goes it flows it resides with GOD again who made
ewe who made us who made the eye. Life is pain they say because they
hurt life is pleasure because they love life is good because they eat
life is bad because they cannot sleep life is over when its death
life is never flowing lest it stop life is always flowing if its
quickly moving finding GOD storing limits in the finite mind leaving
them sometimes to make a poem leaving world behind to find the GOD
the newspapers in the closet never saw the light of day or sun and
yet they yellowed aging just as iff they were laying in the yard
nothing keeps a paper young it yellows and turns hard rock brown
eventually becoming stone and now we come to the new internet joke.
Eye left my computor double parked next to my camel so eye must be
off. Eeeeeee what a good joke eye even laughed at this myself. They
hang the diplomas on the wall like the wall will last forever the
better diners have a plaque usually of the parking lot with a dollar
bill tucked in the corner under glass to represent the first dollar
ever they made no its not eye am sure that it is not they changed it
several times eye rally believe this that they took the original back
and replaced it with a new one from 1985 oh well go look iff ewe
don’t believe eye. Then next to that is the faded photograph of
the yellowed newspaper hanging on the hook that they will tell you
was took with a $20 dollar Kodak. It has a picture of the owner
waving a dishrag. Do not believe it is a fake iff you could take that
picture of the wall and blow it up it will be a picture of the Don
Ameche playing God. They put it on the wall to fool us all to make
you think the wall will last forever but it’s just a faded
yellow brownish rock out in the parking lot a faded newspapers.

10Fish10

There
is a place in the scriptures in the bibles that says JESUS reached
down and drew something in the sand or he wrote there something in
the sand. Eye believe until proven not that he drew a fish there a
fish tail and head a body and a tail the head of the fish just a line
in the sand. He could have been making runes eye suppose that he
could have etched in the address of Mervyns for clothes but more to
the point eye am trying to make eye think and believe that Jesus drew
a fish. The adulterous woman was in jeopardy of being stoned and he
was making a fish in the dust with no bones just a tail and a body
and a head and no fins as a sort of timekiller just to help him pass
the time of day and even to help him think what to say.

Let
the first stone be thrown by the one among you who is perfect and
without sin then they all went away they let the woman live he was
almost finished with the fish and then he went back to the sand and
he drew in the tail of a very flat fish like they have there in
Israel. There is a place in the scriptures in the bibles that says
JESUS reached down and drew something in the sand…

9Alergy9

There
is pollen on the bees knees.
http://www.medicinenet.com/allergy/article.htm

Eye
live in a desert places there is lots of brown olive trees in the
vegetation there is also lots of bazaar things like almost anything
you can imagine that a landscaper can buy and install they place the
offerings in the soil and water them and watch them grow not
understanding that if it stinks it may cause alergy to them to us to
everyone. Perhaps they go to classes at the school and think that
they are sick they sneeze and wheeze like much older people when they
stink the smell is more than others of there kind can take it’s
just the landscape. Eye think that people have the problem and this
poem is for them just be assured that sickness is much different then
this alergy while not harmless is certainly not death and can be
lived with. For myself my tooth is broken the pain so hard to
describe try making fire appear on flesh that’s close to what
eye have add alergy to pain and when eye sneeze it falls like rain oh
what can anyone do just to maintain the status quo oh woe is misery
the answer suffering. The best thing eye have found is just to stay
inside as much as possible and hide from all the pollen as it falls
from trees so wide the alleyway is danger the hedge of my protection
is the air vents in my manger. Take some medicine whatever meets your
fancy and try to live with alergy don’t cry just dry them eyes
and be of understanding that your sickness is not deadly or disease
of rampant quality but only temporary every day is hard. The best my
sinus does is mud. Also bee aware that the skips and intermittent
glitches on the internet they aer just accidents just imagine if
someone in the admin had the power just to cause this would he not
use one big zap and turn it off. “Quote: This has been a free
unpaid personal announcement from poetrypoem (no endorsement accepted
or applied) Ed.Note. See Alergy: endquote”

75CharlaX75

GOD

A
Theme Poem

Catholic GOD: You may come
to heaven to stay forever after you stay in limbo or purgatory and
get better you sinned too much for my JESUS to help you there you
must now purify your own souls.

 

For
the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine.
Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a
great number of teachers to say what their itching ears
want to hear.

 

Keep your souls pure just
keep saying JESUS is the LORD.

 

 

Buddha GOD: You have no need
of a heaven you are GOD there is no JESUS.

 

'Will
you steal and murder, commit adultery and perjury, burn incense to
Baal and follow other gods you have not known, and then come and
stand before me in this house, which bears my Name, and say, "We
are safe"-safe to do all these detestable things?  Has this
house, which bears my Name, become a den of robbers to you? But I
have been watching! declares the LORD.

 

Live
poor as well as you are able to afford the life is hard.

 

Protestant GOD: YOU may come
to Heaven iff you obey the Ten Commandments and be a GOOD christain
only “they” will ever make it there.

 

Anyone
who breaks one of the least of these commandments and teaches
others to do the same will be called least in the kingdom of heaven,
but whoever practices and teaches these commands will be called great
in the kingdom of heaven.

 

Follow
the Golden Rule is the best way.

 

Charismatic GOD: You are the
only group of people in the whole world that are saved. YOU are the
Church the TRUE church of GOD and have the real JESUS.

 

At
that time if anyone says to you, 'Look, here is the Christ!'
or, 'There he is!' do not believe it.

 

He is located in his Heaven
on the Throne of GOD awaiting Judgment Day to come to Earth to mostly
burn it.

 

Worldly GOD: DO whatever you
feel like doing you are saved and going to heaven anyway even without
love.

 

 

These
are the ones who cause divisions, worldly-minded, devoid of the
Spirit.

 

Pray
to JESUS and to GOD and to the SPIRIT of love.

 

Devil GOD: This life is the
only life you live here on the earth forever there is no Heaven there
is no Christ there is no GOD.

 

You
belong to your father, the devil, and you want to carry out
your father's desire. He was a murderer from the beginning, not
holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he
speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies.

 

There
is one GOD in three persons they all have the namme Jesus.

Jesus GOD: Eye stretched my
sinless arms for you upon the Cross eye shed my sinless blood to save
you eye am GOD.

Jesus answered, "The work of
God is this: to believe in the one he has sent."

For GOD is Jesus.

 

8DickTraceY8

Chester Gould’s Dick Tracy, the man in the yellow
coat and hat, the guy with the squarest jaw in the funnies, the dude
with the two-way wrist radio/TV/computer– yeah, he’s the
best hero in the newspapers. He debuted in 1931, joining the police
force to catch the crooks that killed his girlfriend Tess True
heart’s father. From then on, he’d prove himself to be
the toughest cop on the force, chasing down an unending number of
crazy criminals. Top pic It’s the bad guys that really sold the
strip, after all– a parade of bizarre freaks whose faces were
as deformed as their black souls. These classic characters included
Flattop, Big Boy, Breathless Mahoney, Little face, B-B Eyes, the
Brow, the Mole, Mumbles, Spots, 88 Keys, and my all-time favorite–
Prune face! The villains were gloriously despicable. I’d say
Dick Tracy has one of the finest rogue’s galleries in all of
fiction. Gould defined what would become the police procedural during
these strips, and also introduced grisly violence onto the comic’s
page. Dick Tracy lived in a rough world, and his enemies often met
gruesome fates. Middle
pic The wrist TV was the thing eye remember the most how he flipped
the thing open like Startrek in a trench coat like Colombo in drag.
He barked his orders in staccato one liners like a G.I. Bill. Say it
aint so Joe. It’s so. Before Eliot’s mess he was spraying
them Government bullits at the bad guys with a Machine gun pistol
with a rifle stock and a bored silencer attached like a medieval
warrior he let them have it if they died in the attack it was just
justice most people don’t want to remember how MEAN D Tracy
was. GO see the movie with the kids. When Warren was standing there
in that yellow trench coat he looked like a COP. Wrist
Television
December 6, 2006 If you are a T.V freak then not to worry because now
you can have your own T.V with you everywhere. If you are at work, in
school or in the streets you will have your T.V always with you,
small, handy and stylish. This cute television set have 1.5″
colour TFT (thin film transistor) and it delivers a high
resolution picture far superior to
anything traditional televisions can offer. It comes with
rechargeable
battery, AC power adaptor, PLL tuner,
wristband, earphone antennae. This small T.V will entertain you and
will pass your time well while travelling or at leasure time. Last
Pic then Bottom Pic The Punch Line is that people now have all the
toys for all the big boys but the thing to remember is that they do
not have the heart that Tracy had for the boy and his Tess Trueheart.

7WHYNOT7

Eye
wrote a poem as iff what iff and iff is coming so now my themes is
done and fables but a memory originality a sin with me eye oft repeat
myself can ewe imagine if the Bard had lived forever how many poems
would we have of Raven lay them end to end and never tire of them Oh
woe Poe is back again with Quoth. Imagine more than Super Powers
Imagine GOD powers in a man what would a man could do with that and
still be GOD. Eye would run threw hails of bullits just laughing at
the men not feeling any pain or tossing bullits back just laughing in
my power at the men. Eye would let them see that someone there a
picture of a small girl giggling like a princess queen. Tee Hee, Tee
hee. Eye would build a giant size pin of huge proportions and let all
the angels ever in Heaven dance there for one long day of Angel
dancing on the head of the giant size pin. Eye would hide myself from
men and never come back at all not like this Jesus who loves us all
and wants to return to govern us he even builds a place to house and
feed the poor and brings it with him forever more. Eye would fly
faster than the light that eye had made and then come back and shake
my hand. Eye would abolish slavery of every man it never quite means
anything the servitude of a faithful man is limited to what the
others have and do true freedom is not given men in religion we must
still obey in love and be a slave. Eye would stand for ten thousand
years inside a raindrop and keep it wet and let it stand in sky and
never dropp at all but become a GOD to other raindrops as the
raindrop slowly opens to reveal Heaven for the poorer raindrops they
must hurry to be ready for the coming of the raindropp GOD. Singing
now a new song Sticks and Stones won’t break my bones they only
hurt the ones eye love. It must be hard to have so much love inside a
GOD that it has to come out as blood upon a tree a cross of wood a
love gone extremely out to death. All day long eye hear the words of
unsaved people marring me they turn my ear into the headache tree a
thing hanging on my ear for the worst of them to abuse with there
stupidity and so for one long forever day eye would be an ear just an
ear hanging there on outer place in space there is no atmosphere the
words there do not penetrate and eye would throb the ear in space.
Why not?

7WHYNOT7

Eye
wrote a poem as iff what iff and iff is coming so now my themes is
done and fables but a memory originality a sin with me eye oft repeat
myself can ewe imagine if the Bard had lived forever how many poems
would we have of Raven lay them end to end and never tire of them Oh
woe Poe is back again with Quoth. Imagine more than Super Powers
Imagine GOD powers in a man what would a man could do with that and
still be GOD. Eye would run threw hails of bullits just laughing at
the men not feeling any pain or tossing bullits back just laughing in
my power at the men. Eye would let them see that someone there a
picture of a small girl giggling like a princess queen. Tee Hee, Tee
hee. Eye would build a giant size pin of huge proportions and let all
the angels ever in Heaven dance there for one long day of Angel
dancing on the head of the giant size pin. Eye would hide myself from
men and never come back at all not like this Jesus who loves us all
and wants to return to govern us he even builds a place to house and
feed the poor and brings it with him forever more. Eye would fly
faster than the light that eye had made and then come back and shake
my hand. Eye would abolish slavery of every man it never quite means
anything the servitude of a faithful man is limited to what the
others have and do true freedom is not given men in religion we must
still obey in love and be a slave. Eye would stand for ten thousand
years inside a raindrop and keep it wet and let it stand in sky and
never dropp at all but become a GOD to other raindrops as the
raindrop slowly opens to reveal Heaven for the poorer raindrops they
must hurry to be ready for the coming of the raindropp GOD. Singing
now a new song Sticks and Stones won’t break my bones they only
hurt the ones eye love. It must be hard to have so much love inside a
GOD that it has to come out as blood upon a tree a cross of wood a
love gone extremely out to death. All day long eye hear the words of
unsaved people marring me they turn my ear into the headache tree a
thing hanging on my ear for the worst of them to abuse with there
stupidity and so for one long forever day eye would be an ear just an
ear hanging there on outer place in space there is no atmosphere the
words there do not penetrate and eye would throb the ear in space.
Why not?

6POETRYPOEMS6

When
in the course of human events we four underscore and ten the limited
that eye am is them the worthless they become eye can make this
another rude poem the girls are still and ever chattering all day
they break all the rules of a quiet place and take the place of god
and assemble words all wrong they sill them like water from a
fountain not judging right from wrong but eye will ignore them and
find something new to write eye just need a new idea how about this a
misspelling a glitch iff ewe will of small proportions starting on
the dollar side of the hill and rolling down picking up debris upon
the ground until it’s a giant sized nemesis threatening the
town it rolls it falls so far and then it stops it turns it sniffs
the air behind it as iff its cold. Sill the word is sill perhaps the
poet meant still perhaps he meant silly lettuce explore this
possibility with love inside us. Spill is a verb like a word
processed it has an action but no devices just an action to spill a
mocking bird to spill the ocean into a jar to spill the coffee in the
backseat of the car to spill the beans they adage and they spill the
box of staples for the stapling gun they spill the paperclips not one
by one but all of them at once so hard to find them all to pick them
up not one by one but all of them at once. So now we try this They
still them like water from a fountain eye suppose that this could
work the water runs and then it pools and then it stops and then it
stills. He leads me beside the sill waters. What works for one writer
does not work for us all. Suppose the word was silly. Let us see.
They silly them like water from a fountain have you never seen the
people gather on a city street they stop and stare at the giant water
fountain tiered then smile then laugh they say look at all the silly
water, mon, non, eye can only remember when the beer truck wrecked in
New Orleans and the beer ran in the ditch like water they said the
people came from miles around to drink they looked like cattle at a
pond. Now that was silly water. A poet reaches for ideas wherever he
can find then that’s what makes a poetrypoem when in the course
of human events

5salesman5

MANSGOLY

Mansgolys
Folly was an ad campaign
Manhattan would now never be the same he went to Google and to Yahoo
to MSN and then to AIM he had his idea ingrained on the brain and it
was in the presentation book for them to look with circles and arrows
on the back of each picture explaining what each picture was to them.
He never sounded lame but each time he left the steps got smaller in
the hall. “Way to go Hayseed” as they smiled and laughed
they tittered on they toe. One man in the AIM at AOL offices hurled a
green banana at the back of the door he said “eat this old
farther on your long way out.” He was making a word play on
father and well you understand it rhymes with tartar sauce. The idea
was simply this you make a universal email with at least a hundred
messages in a row the whole first page is divided by a line with a
button to the side for people who are lazy and have lots of unread
messages. The whole block of messages has itself a button on the side
prearranged to archive. When the emailer user private Joe gets his
inbox full and he needs to read the messages more on the next page
then this one (get the idea) he reaches with the mouse cursor and
zaps the email deleter. The messages are foldered in the GMAIL (add
your email here) Folder neatly archived and marked read or simply
marked in red. What a strang idea they said. Yahoo was almost hooked
the new look they said would be in beta. Then the man came to his
senses. What udder nonsenses when a man gets email at yahoo there is
only 25 to do he can mark them read or mark them unread and archive
them and folder them too there is no good reason to make an archive
button like this Good day to you sir see to it that you close that
door softly my migraine is now killing me eye almost fell for your
Adman story. Eye put a star on the web next to Mansgoly Folly.

The
Google girl was sorry. They did not like your story they said for you
to leave on the next slow boat to China with Chinese bananas and with
Chinese spiders and they were in there in the offices googling all
over the floor it was so wonderful a thing to see you made my day in
history we marked the calendar you see and nammed this day Mansgoly
Folly Day. The Microsoft Representative was a little bit different he
picked up the phone and reluctantly put it back down. They told me at
the ad department you have been all over town. The lawyer will not
touch the case he says you need to get a case of medical medicine and
take a vacation from your delusions of grandeur and stop making email
suggestions before the people get too rude. Then he did a little
dance on the throw away rug called “BillyGates is not a
monster.” Then he threw up his three martini lunch all over
Mansgoly and his folder. Mansgolys
Folly was an ad campaign

4Theupgrade4

Pride

This
is largely image nation stuffins my imagination grabbed a hold of
something what iff a man was snapping his lapels and suspenders and
holding up his pants and got to bragging about computor and the
internet. At home is what he sayd At the house where eye do live the
pop up ads are gone because eye paid to get the upgrade. Just now a
student asked his next door neighbor which place to put his plug for
his hearing attachment headphones. He was unsure just how to proceed
it makes me shudder and to quake they knoe so very much but can’t
relate it to the real world today. He may be a Byzantine English
Major in his function and he can tell you what happened in 345 b. c.
beyond the door of time in history but then he can’t relate to
plugging in to the computor face. The bragging man is still speaking
almost orating to the public eye listen inn most carefully he sayd
when eye send them 40 p a month they cut off the pop up ads and they
add a color picture to the top of green green grass. Eye had to laugh
both at the child of man and old granddad eye live with pop upped ads
and seldom do eye miss the tiny hole for plug my ear phones on eye
like to listen to the clicks of mouse when roaming on the tome inline
the web the ether la la land the big D the added bliss to everyman.
Eye have a caht box in my gmail it’s no secret but the person
on the other end is remains anonymous but she knoes eye love her and
that makes my day intact like glue holding me together again instead
of whiskey beer and gin eye only need mye love. Eye ate some of this
is no indication that it’s any good at all iff your tummy is
made of cast iron and your craw is full of lead be careful what you
feed them when at home. It does not quite make it where it needs to
be but that’s what later fish is for. At least mye gentile
reader ewe can plainly see the fish is no longer swimming in me the
wash down is a coffee now or coke or just plain tea. My anatomy
autonomy is safe for all our love. The central focus of this poets
poem can easily be ascertained by everyman just go back to the
beginning and read it to the end. Then go home and upgrade.

3CharlaXPoetry3

3CharlaXPoetry3

Once
upon a time

Once
upon a time there was a great devil with wings he was leather he was
ancient like a hinted evil all in gold he manufactured things then
called them presents to be given. They did pretty good in the bazaar
behind the market. When he had a present left over he would rub it in
taloned hand and laugh a long aweful laugh and say ON the morrow it
will sell more golden coin we need in Arizona. He lived in a small
tower near the city dump and every day he sold his presents just
taking coins and piling them up until the tower itself was full of
golden coins and hard to navigate the tower steps he sometimes just
flew to the top ignoring birds that flew too near in jest they cawed
like crows. The flapping of his wings sounded so fake like the sound
a preacher makes when he has hollered too many times and talked way
too much his throat gets kinda raspy he has no small trouble talking
and it sounds like leather wings a flapping somewhere in Arizona. The
tower was only twelve stories tall each story was only half a mile as
the seventh story was the devils perch. He had computor fixed for
voice commanding as he could never clutch the mouse with taloned hand
he told computor what to do and whatever devil wanted devil got it
the flashing screen was just a background seemed alive with numbers
changing back then forth from 666 to 666 to 666 in different colors
and then sizes. The outside of the tower was just sandstone dust
always moving like a landslide up then down it gave one vertigo or
nausea just to watch it the thing was not a dragon not a human
caricature not even demon for it seemed to have some ears its face
was blank like someone made an android and then forgot to make its
face then added wings of leather to its carapace for bug or even
alien thing it was at once repulsive yet alive and needing love like
pets that people love then bury in the garden and they mourn them as
if they were once human and then they grow up some more years and get
busy with the life and they forget them they follow after devil and
try to steal the golden coin the idiots run up to the tower to try to
mount the steps the sides of the tower and they fall they have no
coherent grasp upon the wall it moves and slides a dusty mess it
cascades like a waterfall of dust to keep them out to hide the
treasure for the devil of the tower light a computor made of stone
blinking on and off with my namme upon the screen of golden coins
piled high beside the flashing numerals of light the devil smiling as
he watched the 666 keep changing in the night on one night in 2000 b.
c. it stopped and no matter what the devil did it would not start
until the midnight hour was then over and a new day had started some
say it was the birth of Christ that done it. If you go into the city
dump near Placerville and look out to the desert there you may see
the tower window and the flashing numbers of computor but you will
never steal the golden horded coin of devil there or climb the tower
from the stair or scale the androids wall for you will fall once upon
a time

CharlaXPoetry2

2

Eye took turns with the missing link they once thought it was me the eye they locked me away from the sky but eye don’t cry and reach for the sky eye can take it or leave it passé eye do the elemental thing there was so many comic books and eye read them each day as iff it was the last installment the best ones were the off brand strangers something like bizzaro Superman. The story lines were not much but the drawings needing thoughts to make them into actions and imagination was the key when eye held the comic flat and stared hard at the page it looked like the bizzaro Superman was flying there to eye. Eye am gnawing at my hunger is present tensed eye am gnawing at my hungry is present particle eye am gnawing at some food is realism and art would be eye am gnawing at a fruit gone bad a yellow thing under a yellow sun that gives me super strength like Superman. Usually just a banana but applet will dew. There is no real way for anyone to live with kilter on the looser at an angle as it hangs a participle works. Eye have been places and seen many things there was a beggar with a sign you knoe the kind a cardboard sign that says something like WILL WORK FOR FOOD he was so drunk just before the sun set eye watched his knees buckle and down he went he was out like a fighter for the count he was down like ike or mike wait oh gentile reader ewe eye will go and get some background for this hobo on the ground. Down to earth. They used to say this as an adage it meant a good thing like he is a very nice person but taken out of context and applied to the one on the ground who did not die but managed to appear like he was dead it still meant down for the count. Hay mon did ewe see that bum boy was he out and rally down to earth he was down for the count rally down to earth. My people all around me used to say you have no visible means of support of course they meant a job not crutches. Once eye was leaning on a barb wire fence and the detractor man come by on the tractor anyway he said what are you doing there just holding up that fence? The most famous thing to eat eye ever found was that old half a turnip on the ground eye picked it up and chewed around the half that was not there the part that was missing the piece that was gone. It was the most wonderful thing in the world to eat at the time and the place it was manna in the wilderness. Eye once held a real job for one half of a day eye chipped the morter off of bricks eye filled three pallets up with bricks all cleaned of nasty yuck they wanted them to sell to rich folks to use to make a well who knoes perhaps they just wanted them to make a fireplace in the home or outside wishing well or Gnome a Gnome made out of bricks cleaned by number one now that would be a trick and rally down to earth and work for anyone.

ewe

CharlaXPoetry1

readbetweenthelines

Addiction

Eye
tried to find a theme rude is taken depression is exhausted

Addiction
is the key to death a slow and painful existence

fortune
is slim to none the faster eye dance the slower eye

culminating
in disasters of all kinds the most important one

walk
so eye decided to write another religious poem after all is

is
realizing that the existing programs do not function for eye

said
and done it's a red letter day. It is Peace day

meant
like AA alcoholics anonymous is just a joke a Slim Jim

internationally.
Give peace a chance. When ewe get in a hurry

departure
from reality the distance of a waltz a dance a move

and
do not concentrate a period takes the place of comma on

a
place for bums to get a free cup of coffee on a Saturday nite

the
page. Pat Paulsen was the most amusing and unassuming

They
said to the eye do not come back you are just a poor

man
he was perfect for the Presidency of hope eye still wish

homeless
man what is wrong with drinking you should go

that
he had become the one we needed to assume Peace.

out
on the town and drink it seems you need it for you stink

Eye
used to listen to Steppenwolfe just to have something to do on a
Sunday mourning afternoon no sorrow was too hard on me to dissipate
in the musick of this wonder dog group. Can it rally be that many
years and fears ago the stuff is still there on the radio and you
tube fare. Jesus said to seek the things that make for Peace and
musick seems to be one of them. Eye am of the opinion that people
need to learn to be quiet again and to have respect for others around
them or at least to be aware that the universe does not revolve
around them or hang on every word they speak an education and money
paid cannot explain the rude. Eye do not have to meet with your
approval or meet your standards to perform my heavy labors. Atlas
CharlaX shrugged his shoulders and New Orleans hath disappeared along
with many other cities of the rich and famous drunkards. The Monster
slips a little more into the sea.

109readbetweenthelines109

109Addiction109

Eye
tried to find a theme rude is taken depression is exhausted

Addiction
is the key to death a slow and painful existence

fortune
is slim to none the faster eye dance the slower eye

culminating
in disasters of all kinds the most important one

walk
so eye decided to write another religious poem after all is

is
realizing that the existing programs do not function for eye

said
and done it's a red letter day. It is Peace day

meant
like AA alcoholics anonymous is just a joke a Slim Jim

internationally.
Give peace a chance. When ewe get in a hurry

departure
from reality the distance of a waltz a dance a move

and
do not concentrate a period takes the place of comma on

a
place for bums to get a free cup of coffee on a Saturday nite

the
page. Pat Paulsen was the most amusing and unassuming

They
said to the eye do not come back you are just a poor

man
he was perfect for the Presidency of hope eye still wish

homeless
man what is wrong with drinking you should go

that
he had become the one we needed to assume Peace.

out
on the town and drink it seems you need it for you stink

Eye
used to listen to Steppenwolfe just to have something to do on a
Sunday mourning afternoon no sorrow was too hard on me to dissipate
in the musick of this wonder dog group. Can it rally be that many
years and fears ago the stuff is still there on the radio and you
tube fare. Jesus said to seek the things that make for Peace and
musick seems to be one of them. Eye am of the opinion that people
need to learn to be quiet again and to have respect for others around
them or at least to be aware that the universe does not revolve
around them or hang on every word they speak an education and money
paid cannot explain the rude. Eye do not have to meet with your
approval or meet your standards to perform my heavy labors. Atlas
CharlaX shrugged his shoulders and New Orleans hath disappeared along
with many other cities of the rich and famous drunkards. The Monster
slips a little more into the sea.

108Betrayal108

Repressionism

Got
me again my heart is like a yoyo trusting places with web faces the
internet is not a user friendly places. Forums making rules to keep
the individuals away how do they group who do they carry on away
without the eye. Now my courses has delivered me from dearth of
searching striving posting all the things eye loved to do for many
days gone deleted away a brain dead moderator filled with hate sent
me to the screen door place to shut it there behind mee and away eye
went to find a new place to play. The many sided facetnating
individual that eye become just wanted to be in a group to be someone
forum after thread after group after search after home after welcome
come and gone. Not depressed but repressed what good is hindsight
when the barn door won’t shut eye feel it is not ever the fault
of eye eye can not be certain of course but losing my courses just
now today taught me not to take it so close to my heart. Eye write
clarity in a sentence with syntax avoided eye write an epic in three
nasty lines. Eye add dogma in only three words of salvation eye add
definitive terms to words let them fly. The word document program
must have been created by the black people it keeps trying to make me
talk Afrikaans. Eye have had several homes for several years only to
lose them in one blinding moment of time to ignorance and hate NO
gentile reader ewe not MINE it was they. Eye was using way too many
heart throbs and muscles in my poems. Eye need to distance my self
from others at a time when eye needed to be somewhat closer to them
all. Can you feel the hate dripping from the heart of eye eye still
relate to wanting love but first the beating then the other beating
then the deletion from the forum now the courses gone also the places
that eye love eye added one more new place today to take away the
withdrawal eating and drinking is okay as long as its non alcoholic
it can still be gluttonous as well as nutritious there is two food
groups in a pizza there is bread and cow. Longfellow said it better
then the eye in his poem The Cross of
SnowThere is a mountain in the distant WestThat, sundefying, in its deep ravines Displays a cross of snow upon its side.Such is the cross I wear upon my breast These eighteen years, through all the changing scenesAnd seasons, changeless since the day she died. Eye
am depressed repressed and wasted in my life. Perhaps the added
misery of broken bones and knoeledge of mye mortality has awakened me
to life. The Cross of Snow of mine was only for two years not the
eightteen long of fellow bard yon Henry full of worthywords the
Longfellow.

107Puppet107

SONG

Just
get me to the Church on time. Giuseppe and Pinocchio were in the
dining hall having Frosted Corn Flakes when Pinocchio burst out into
a song. He was singing “IM getting married in the Mourning.”
A Gershwin tune from a Movement in the FIFTIES to promote old movies
late at night. [My Fair Lady]

I'm
getting married in the morning Ding dong the bells are gonna chime
Pull out the stopper, let's have a whopper But get me to the church
on time I've got to be there in the morning Spruced up and looking in
my prime Girls come and kiss me, show how you'll miss me But get me
to the church on time If I am dancing, roll up the floor If I am
whistling, *whew* me out the door For I'm getting married in the
morning Ding dong the bells are gonna chime Kick up a rumpus, but
don't lose the compass And get me to the church, get me to the church
Be sure and get me to the church on time I'm getting married in the
morning Ding dong the bells are gonna chime Stock me or jail me,
stamp me and mail me But get me to the church on time I've got to be
there in the morning Spruced up and looking in my prime Some bloke
who's able, lift up the table But get me to the church on time If I
am flying, then shoot me down If I am wooing, get her out of town For
I'm getting married in the morning Ding dong the bells are gonna
chime Feather and tar me, call out the army But get me to the church,
get me to the church Be sure and get me to the church on time “How
did yew learn that song Pinocchio”, Giuseppe asked carefully
“are you staying up late for television.?” In
1881, Collodi wrote a story for "Il giornalino dei bambini."
He was in urgent need of money, and his "Pinocchio"
was born out of inspiration and out of necessity. In sending in the
story, Collodi wrote to the editor: "Ti mando questa
bambinata, fanne quello che ti pare, ma se me la strappi, pagamela
bene, per farmi venire la voglia di seguitarla." (I am
sending you this children's piece. Do with it what you see fit. But
if you snatch it up, pay it well, so that I will feel like continuing
it.) The story was called "Avventure di un burattino,"
the adventures of a puppet. He began this very important story in
Tucson, Arizona where the puppet lives now with his homeless friends.
Giuseppe tossed the empty
bowls out and laughed that is a Adult song meant to be about marriage
something a little wooden puppet boy should knoe nothing about stay
young forever my burattino Niño.

106POME106

Crakes

What
would that accomplish how many times can one man be beaten up how
will eye live to make mye love a nerve can mean a coffin box the lid
is nailed the case is lost the top is glued down to the wood the
nails are placed to keep the light from getting in the Crakes the
limits have surpasses they scream at gentle masses they fall
screaming from the sky white feathers against blue the giant birds
came down like dragons blue and white not a puff of fire or smoke no
portents or weaves they come to eat meat like dinosaurs love veggies
made of meat but never eaten by there peers they are not cannibals
birds. Eye suppose they aer just Crakes cranes of some larger
stuffins wings folded against the side like an angel in disguises.
Not flomongo ones not pink at all but white and blue the color of
clouded up. The neck so large and long as to look like conders there
in sky when descended there on pond how can they walk around how can
they float with swans neck on such a skinny absurdity of foreskiene.
Limits of the city reached in recorded times. Bird after Crake they
descended on the Earth from Mars like Jesus Crisis Burroughs was in
charge of the fourth red planet of the sun perhaps they came from the
hidden center of that world flying out of Crakes made when the
meteors descended from the sunspots marking outlay images on retinae.
Perhaps was only eye peering from a tree at Crakes. Then the GOD of
Crakes appeared his nose like Rudolpho of the main deer or the movies
fame of swaying palms. Bulbous body masking feathers all blue to hide
the white meat from the predator’s tongues and from mye own.
For there is nothing more like manna then a duck a flat billed dickey
bird on ice iff man can manage to attack a Crake with jest and mirth
attached to it then all will fall from sky to borders in the deserts
making meat replete for such as eye a border edger long forgotten
when the time to eat has come and gone we turn and sign and then we
add this homage to a flying pie “Let them eat Crake,” We
cry.

105Futura105

In the futura the very near they will outlaw time travel shower shoes and bananas In 20 day factor 2035 D.C. the Universal Court of APEALS voted to ban all the bananas from the collective hive. No more slow boats from China no more Afrikaans Queen. No one may buy or sell them they are just junk not needed by the hive everyone within the Jurisdiction of the Mark of Satan will live without the bananas no one will miss them at all. Shower shoes were banned made of rubber they called them flip flops were also banned people should wear real shoes upon the land the Court of Athlets decided this in a scattered vote. Many otherwise very well endowed intelligent people wear junk upon the feet not suited for outside. All the members who have the number from one to 731 were presently employed they each one voted yes or non and the Universal Court of Travet decided to outlaw the time machine of the Android CharlaX and he is now an outlaw long gone lost in time the professor dead for Aeons now repairs had better not be needed now at all. The ship was hard to hide today the invisibility was gray the shadows fled away and ewe could plainly see the thing from close or faraway. Oh the problems that an androids face in futura.

104Theme104

Reddnecks

You
get what you do you get instant fame or instant karma beat the
stuffins out of others and someday they will beat the stuffins out of
you you redneck killers. Man that thinks with belly and fist gets
fisted in his belly with. Self centered priority one never caring
about others at all. Eye want to be a football heroes and beat myself
up every day. The training for football was way too intense and no
one cares for the way they fence they chase each other around the
field and never get better they make it unreal REDNECKK
Redneckk
What do a redneckk do?
He don't do much he do some

He eat what he can find at home
He love women in his mind
He
try to get him some
He drink beer time after time
He lose his
keys in the leaves
He lose his car in the yard
He lose his
keys in the leaves
He try to get him some
He love women in
his mind
He eat what he find at home
He don't do much he do
some
What do a redneckk do?  

CharlaX
says this:

No
parchment for to pen my verse
Nor ink to fill my quill
No
destined place for words to berth
Nor is there even will
No
words to write or come at all
Nor inspiration flow
No lesson
learned or offered here
Nor anything to know

This too shall
pass....

King
Solomon once searched for a cure against depression. He assembled his
wise men together. They meditated for a long time and gave him the
following advice: Make yourself a ring and have thereon engraved the
words "This too shall pass". The King carried out the
advice. He had the ring made and wore it constantly. Every time he
felt sad and depressed, he looked at the ring, whereupon his mood
would change and he would feel cheerful while his genies worked.

103Potato103

Eye
have never tired to carry them raw inside mye pocket or mye coat. But
once in a great while they have rode in the Egypt bag for just a
little while. It is hard to eat a raw potato they taste so good
already fried up. Some men added in the butter and the salt some
later credit cheese with sauces of all tastes and peppers lay the
bitterness to waste for a green half cooked French fry is haste. Eye
will not waste this crinkle paper with the differant names and
classes. Potatoes’ work for breakfast fast even with molasses
or chocolate. There is only three kinds no matter what they classify
them as there is the RED ones the White Ones and the Others ones. The
others ones is brown or green even raw. A raw potatoe can have a bad
spot within it running in the middle and still be mostly good to eat
eye eat them edges for eye sleep. They can be chewed on even by the
likes of eye the starch comes out and makes the tongue fill up before
the belly gets all its want. The White ones are very small and round
like eggs almost perpendicular to the ground they are only good for
boiling and the flavor is like soup stuff inside of soup. A white
potato is almost never eaten raw at least not by the eye. A red
potatoes is only good for backing in the oven they taste like raw
manna making belly happy. They can be found in ground in certain
states of the union jacks place but mostly stored and sold in stores
like French fry havens such as Burger King. The thing looks differant
than the red white or others ones they are pre cooked in oil and
taste like it also a funny yellow color between white and brown the
skin eye meant not the insides is usually white. When people make
them at home the mothers get fancy they have ridged ones with wavy
hard to hold. But please don’t get so hungry as to eat them
cold they tend to make a person old. Eye never met a potato eye did
not like. Will CharlaX Rogers eat a potato tonight. News at Eleven
stay tuned ewe to the potato news.

102ETH102

Ye CharlaX Anglais

He stumbeleth he falleth not he riseth and he moveth fast he leaveth all the world behindeth and he clingeth to his loveth. He faileth all his test he prayeth for his faitheth. He addeth all he truly needeth to heth energy. He hurleth all the insults forgetting whence he came a knaveth mainly cursing and forgetteth love forgetteth life forgetteth ewe and eye. He falleth severaleth but manageth to rise. He taketh windeth in handeth he manageth he tosseth windeth away. He ruleth the day. He kneadeth breadeth from the windeth he smileth for his love redeemeth heart. He leadeth mee He leadeth mee by his own hand He leadeth eye. You see the charlax version is supplieth on demandeth. He saileth on gragon wings made of loveth ewe she bringeth him a way to surviveth. Neyteth Neyteth Yeseth. An armour bearer to the knights was youngeth a scribeth a sibling not allowed to armour of his owneth. Was the squireth the master of the scrobeth eye forget now waht the futureth toldeth. The laddereth. The rungeth one by one handeth over handeth up and down rungeth by rungeth the last one is ognoreth. Perhaps a remeth dummy or triceth may useth it but most painters ignoreth it usefuleth to them notteth. King Mordreth was a fould man in blacketh Armour aplume uponeth visoreth spoke of sistereth loveth. A Baneth a misereth to speaketh of inceteth.TIS iceth on the borogroves and gimleth we persuaded how gimbleth was the crumbly cake as dicing satteth the tabeleth. Twas the Kings musketeereth that payeth in the coineth of the salteth near the weel. Writ in mye own handeth in ye kings anglais.