Wednesday, April 15, 2009

BostonTeaPea


BostonTeaPea


We
have the right to remain silenced nothing we say is in the way of
evidenced. Methinks perhaps eye protested too much. There is some tea
bags in the bottom of the lunch bagged up but eye have got to open
too many other zippers in the way to get to party tea. First the
bungee cords must be unhooked from side to side then dropped into the
sea. Then balanced open bag precariously removed all the meat covered
dishes between the top opened up and the bag that houses tea brought
out to light to sea just how many pea there are between me and the
tea bags there. Perhaps eye will await the trip back home tonite
before eye make the tea in harbored glen no men surrounding me the
tea not hot or bought with money or with pea. The added weight of
harbored water brought may be the death of freedom fought for then
found for free near harbored louts near me. Shouting in the
drunkenness men have a way of darkenness the lout comes out of
mouthyness to bring the vex in me to fore. Pinnacles of risen mud lie
all about as tea is now brought forth. Eye have alighted the LED is
best no fire no smoke no water hot but tea can be still had. No vest
but many shirts beneath my jacket or my coat the tea is drunken down
not sipped but that is best. The party is still raging in the
distance now that eye am done and down the hide the glen is quiet now
eye lay me down to sleep the tea is gone. Near Boston Harbored.



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