StreetsOFDUrango

StreetsOFDUrango

As eye walked out in the streets of DUrango

Eye wore them pointy toe boots in DUrango

As eye walked out in the streets there one day

mincing when leaving the last shop and grill

 eye can tell yew aer a cowboy

blistering toes to be cowboy DUrango

hoping no one was hiding there watching me squeal

walking so toughly on hard sidewalk DUrango

reaching for every support on the street

leaning on widows and orphans eye creep

trying to navigate too where eye sleep in DUrango

full of caffeine on the Streets of DUrango

pinching whats left of my cowboy feet

walking the main street past the train

skirting the rain on them streets in DUrango

singing this song as them leather boots squeak.

 

 

 

Authors

Authors

In every Society they like the mainstream first as best then the people who write the best work then the outer limits of the extremist then the homeless writer then the unknowes writers no one knoes. In the alphebetic world of Authors search for ones still living there is not so many now as were bak then when we were Society in the making. A free Society loves the Doctors who live rich with wives and children cars and houses much as can be normal life for someone who writes Science Fiction Poetry. Writers anonymouse has many Ghost writers of fiction non fiction is usually labeled with nammes of knoen people so proud of what work they have shared. Who is a writer not published when the internet is free and there for all Amerika to become poets doctors indians chefs. Who has the time it takes to write to make it interesting for people who also have no time to read they read between the bytes between the lines no poverty will force them out to tents to hazard lights to peer into the future of mankind hanging on to hair shaking like the proverbial leaf in the winding word by word turns to sentences and then to pages turned eye have lost the art of reading but mabe most of mye friends agree have found a place in writting these. Inn the mean time eye can fantasy that eye will live inside mye friends heart and then she dies and then when eye die we will find ourselves forever in Jesus Heaven for where love lives we will always exist there both ewe and eye. For when this world system burns and all the books are gone she is mye home the ewe a tome for eye we Authors.

WelcomeMee

The extra sheet was nice the color of some of the flowers eye have seen the door at coffeehouse still sticks the ramp over the river an invitation to get run over a young woman should not head over be a driver even on a safe path on her bycicle the harder life is the easier it becomes to cope withe the problems come eye have never learned not to react with anger dissbelief when life is dissing mee the dark black pellets from the dear roe deer upon mye trail turning brown in a thankful Colorado sun tempers me a bit calms the eye have a family of river birds rather large in plumage with white bellies long black tails even though they love mee they aer dumb not intelligent at all but then one flew over near the road to say hello to eye can here the Train in Durango keeping time like a Locomotive on tracks making all the children smile even eye seem happier now.

The Money Tree

Outback behind the fence but leaning to the east a bit the branches nearer the neighbors fence where fists aer clenched as well as inside mye yard there is this money tree with money growing in small denominations when eye pick them carefully eye leave the tens and fives and pull only the ones as long as they arrive on branches one by one the smaller sizes good for double hamburgers but these ones also go for senior coffees even asprins in the bottle at the dollar stores they simply fade if not pulled quickly they lack luster and they fade away if not used up too quickly eye need more things to do with dollars mabe clothing at a fancy clothing store or discount booting looking into it so not used to money tree eye used to scrounge and found the things eye need when money leaves.

ArizonaSun

eye looked at a poem eye wrote when a slave under Arizona Sun trying to hang on there to a place better gone away from the overall affect is of course a genious the stinted intellect the work of the dunce tri cornered hat halted stunted growth broken bones producing slanted asian tones something a boy does for his teacher to get out of the corner you may sit at your desk but you must wear the dunce cap that pointed hat for you were a naughty boy but try as hard as he can embarressment at his predickament has chased away the memory he knoes not what he has done he just wants to crawl under his chair and die iff GOD will let me live and continue on to love ewe eye promise HIM the JESUS to never ever see feel here or chase shadows under Arizona Sun as eye knock off the dust of my feet and weep flinging curses with the sod at the lot where eye did sleep under Arizona Sun.

Cortex

Eye Killed Cortez
Eye pulled the trigger left him dead in the ground outside of town lays Cortez he is dead there was no doubt that he is gone never getting out not waiting for a day to come to kill me with his gun but he is six feet down mired in mirasses letting people live and all alone eye fought with him the bully is now home. He was one tough hombre all dressed in black with two golden horns he was eating knoeledge with his two six guns. The marshals badge from Arizona is still pinned to mye backpack eye had to kill Cortez to get Durango back online the internet is better bio large not small the moral of this story is do not kill the mental processes of us all in this country freedom rules the rights of all the men even in Durango eye found freedom once again but there is only dust where Cortez used to walk the end of man is death and his gravestone is there near the wall at the back of the cemetary lawn on Highway 64.

DISBUSSSUNTRAN(R)TM

DISBUSSSUNTRAN(R)TM
on the bus a driver is careful of most people little children he will work around them carefull avoiding touching even women deferential to the wheelchairs but the poor old man dressed down with backpack looking for the hoboe look sitting there seems to be invisible as the driver tosses dirty looks iron heavy hooks and solid objects off the floor breaking poor mans foot and knuckles where he batted hook away from slamming into eye his hooks lines and sinkers hurt as he barks at eye "YOU ARE IN MY WAY OLD MAN" he just does not do that to no one else eye must protest this treatment of the eye. My foot is still broken my hand still ever hurts the only solace that eye find is inside the heart as eye am leaving your Misearble City of Tucson your misearble SUnTranBusLine (R)(TM) behind. Pehaps more careful now with people who still live there whom have no choice must ride the bus with evil bone breaking Teamster(TM) Leaders Drivers on DISBUSSSUNTRAN marking time.

False Cascade

The Picture Perfect World Facade the trees are hardwood sparsley greening leaning in the right direction as iff the painter was the sun. The lipp of grass to represent the lawn tells me what is wrong with this picture is the waterfall from underneathe the ledge all wrong iff meant to be from natures GOD. The flowers have no patteran the colors seem to be paint by numbers the overhang is the only clue that this is not in nature set in woods but cloudy in the distance is the shadow trees must be the Number 3ab 06 for pastel flowers near the edges of the grasses 04 so pinkish there 07 is the darker one but missing is the purple that eye loved to make this painting even pleasing to this eye when finished up the numbers left to be painted was 01 for White froth the 05 for water blue the painter mixes them to make it waterfall Nature as a fake brocade linned with numbers all mixed up this false cascade.

Goatee

Goatee

Eye
saw the valuable painting a city skyline in the distance becoming
Devils dirty beard the Clouds were two horns above two eyes the
tongue a road way turning into the distance to simulate the next city
scaping from the next city scaping no end to this Ruler of this World
hath blinded them HE winks at me his left eye is staring hard at me
HE seems to have a special hate in eye. The foreground of the picture
is nothing more than a public park walk way a road way complete with
the bench where no one sits lays or camps no one can stay there
because of LAWs the Ruler of the City seems to Gloat in the
background a Goat with a City for a beard and clouds for horns below
the tongue the scaping is his Goatee

Mundane

Mundane

It
was Monday again the bus ride left me feeling like eye was beaten up
by women drivers set on making my life miserable the unfairness of
it all crept up on me there is a homeless old woman who is living at
wal mart she has no where to sleep she rides the bus a lot and visits
her things in shelter storage she must not speak to me again it made
me angry when she told me to shut up she has no reason to talk to me
this way at all eye finally decided just to end the rule of bus and
walk too much walking is only a benefit to a man that has it all eye
cringe at thought of horror of the heat but facing it eye sleep when
dark has come to rise in early mourning light and try again to regain
whats left of life eye walk alone as sweetly eye complain again so no
one else complains eye gain the life of solitude and crowds depart on
bus rides as eye walk to live again in vain at least eye will no
longer have to pay for my mundane

Width

Width

Eye
am not wide enough eye need to be at least eight feet wide so eye can
crossmember opponents when they come to make me peer at my
perplection. Eye need to swing back and forth a pendulum of one an
occars razoring them down the lot of them at once though nothing is
impossible its hard to be this wide by carrying a cross of wood the
beam twold be too heavy in the lifting there too stationary to be
used as fighting offensive measures the wielding of such a huge
instrument a tool of such gigantics a slapping beam of heaving hate
would only hurt someone unneedlessly while eye would just get killed
a proposition of positioning the horse before the cart before the hay
or in otherwords put the hay before the cart before the horse make it
eight hands wide.

thesaladfork

thesaladfork

beside
the doorway toward Mollies Inn Sheila’s fishandchips brings
grins to all the patrons as they bring to all the forks to play the
food with the ladies always correcting the gentlemen the ogres in the
way of proper etiquette a man gets quite appalled when forced to
relinquish hold on salad fork, “But Dear”, he says in
hushed sultry basset tones, “we ordered entrees but no salads.”
A quiet void descends around them this calm before her storm and he
could almost quote her for he had heard it all before. The dimples
smile and then she sighs, “I just won’t have a husband
quite ignore in public use that HUGE salad fork on fish potatoes cut
in lengths with instruments.” He is surprised somewhat ataken
back then comes back quickly noticing the tiny size of the fork he
has taken from the left hand side of napkin as he puts it back and
gets the larger one. “Huge?” he grumbles “HUGE”
why did ewe call it huge?” Then the dimples grow in size. I am
so happy that you noticed my little play on words it proves you are
my husband and no lout about Now Dear please eat your trout and
fries.

HappySAD

HappySAD

Happy.
When eye am Happy do not bring to my depression crying wailing sirens
of import. When eye am SAD add no hurry to my port of filthy
contemplation lost imagining sunken thoughts. SAD. When eye am sad do
not remove from me depression my crying wailing sirens of import.
When eye am happy add no sadness to this my better contemplation lost
imagining in happy thoughts. But just imagine that eye am both these
things at rest or worth a bit of both.

Sunglasses

Sunglasses

Sunglasses
work so nice in Sun so otherwise shining brite they help me see when
otherwise so tite the asset becomes the liability when shadow falls
all over eye can see in shadow come so eye can see then vainly
stabbing at the case to close them up not needed now but suddenly eye
snap them open using lenses made to filter mother nature in the dark
as eye walk into the blazing sun the shadows gone eye look for shade
where eye can sit to write this ode removing shades so eye can print
this natural voice of god the gnats play the band of hat where sweat
has dried just on the edge of that replacing shades eye peer out at
the patches of the sun lite too many people filling lite eye fight
not people yet eye fight the lite eye fight the gnat at the edges of
my hat

Conception

Conception

You
can only see a person’s finished work the end result the words
of fitted lines the frames the rhymes. Not the research lines the
subtitles the erased words in the rubber mind the long list of things
to add forgotten no epic made this time the thing is just another
CharlaX added to the list on the last place people look when they are
given time to browse. The lines dot out to intersect in spatial
finesse as if it is the artistes’ conception of the rings of
the universe. Add some color the long think lines become the blue
ones turning purple on the ends the thin ones yellow out to read the
normal lines becoming black as ink and turning white on page. There
is a little dab of do you can you see it in the middle of the
imagined lines that blotched ink blotted out of all the missing
letters the misspellings and the wish fers just lying there its hard
now to describe the color gone transparent non but opaque a word eye
like to use is fine. The missing lake. The part of eye the tumor did
not eat. The Circle drawn in the center of the lines must represent
the finished poem all the intersecting coming from the hub to
represent the meat. They meet. At center of the storm of life. To
form a poem from CharlaX.

CongomartTtitles

CongomartTtitles

Conglomerations
flourish in the new internet age millennium. CharlaX studies some new
age cotillions. There is about seven of them ewe. Filtered out of all
the bullions. FrenchmoN Cotillion Rothfeller Jacques Coostow makes
Nuclear Submarine Gromments. Sails sewed in the afterbirth of day
time Comments see the sous
FrenchmoN AmericaneyE Clyde
Wheelbarrow takes a chocolate ice cream cone from the totalitarian
stranger drips it all over his solid white uniform what a cold
flavor pennies from Heaven AmericaneyE MexicallA Ferdinand
Burritoenalli asked for Net Worth he proclaims his figures of self
worth as pesos giving birth to dollars MexicallA EnglishmanoR
Starchershirter Lightfoot two pence added twice is two pence over ice
is only water added pounds to nice ask the EnglishmanoR AfricannS
LeRoy Brownlifter Gold coins needs to have a few forlornsome dollars
more to spend on self is Jesus there in AfricannS ChinesE
NOtickeeNOwasheE yearns for yen the laundry soaping the whole
western world will yearn for yen in ChinesE ThailandesE
Tiestickseedstems hit me with them baht (THB)s Thai landerson of drug
use in ThailandesE FAMEACT NEARSEE is the artiste namme of unknown
international fame just another of the many famous CongomartTtitles.

HarleqinCloud

HarleqinCloud

He
limped much more pronounced then ever eye do walk around the place
and then he almost stepped on my place of entry when he kept on high
stepping with no thank you is when eye got angry. Eye said you are
not gonna step on eye on feet or any part of me. And that is when he
threatened me. Eye called his bluff eye hurt his feelings his heart
is torn inside eye had to survive a close encounter of the hatefilled
fighter kind of redneck idiosyncriatic nerves is gone. Why does it
bother me instead of him he has forgotten it by now it stays with eye
a cloud inside the heart and mind the only thing that could make it
better twold be the real fight. Eye am not endowed with superhuman
strength and so he would trounce and pounce and flounce his queer all
over me. He might even succeed where all the gangs have failed to
kill me. Eye was not afraid but scared. The only way a small man like
eye has to winning in a fight is to resort to violence perhaps a
knife to equalizer. He said some things eye cannot repeater and eye
believe he was the one at fault is just not mine. He wanted me to
quail to be afraid eye grabbed the bags the EgYpt bags and paled. But
he walked past me not even looking there to see iff eye had knife in
hand. Eye failed to scare him but he left me anyway. The fight was
over the sin was his and his alone for all eye had done was to
disturb his morning walk. The gall of this man still irks me somewhat
pitiful he lurches in the memory of that HarleqinCloud.

Pepper

Pepper

Black
ground comes from green and purple leaves plants sometimes growing as
high as six feet tall if allowed to propagate they will make a
jalapeño planting pepper makes the five star Chile varieties
come alive in tasting tests the students cry tears of anguish crying
out for more varieties of hotness. -
Pictures coming soon! – They do not say if the peppers start
out green but oh they almost must. They turn purple and get long and
longer in the sun. Then they will turn red iff left there on the
plant too long. We must eat the purple ones before they become the
red ones after they were started to be green ones. In real life most
of them never make it they get eaten by fly and gnat and living
larger weavils things. Unless grown in a hydroponic garden taken from
the living plant picked killed canned. Perhaps even pickled. Bet ewe
thought eye was gonna get to pickled peppers ewe. The best pickling
is okra not cut at all just raw stems plants off the vine dropped in
brine and soaked to prevent the rotten. The green slimey part is the
best eaten quickly lest the little white seeds spill out all over ewe
Sunday vest. But eye must be honest as eye digress this pepper mess
eye never ate a real pickled pepper in my life except the hot variety
kind there is a few real peppers mixed in the cauliflowers with the
carrots sliced like it was done in a machine crimper. Do not ever
eat a habernino. Wait. Product
Description Ground down high-quality, high-heat habaneros are
used to create an intense sea salt with a kick. This is the perfect
salt for anyone who likes to add a little extra punch to anything on
the grill. A great match with recipes that call for lime and butter.
Use sparingly! Never mix with rubbing alcohol. Comes with butter and
a gallon of water. Each item sold separately. Pepper.

Misnomers

Misnomers

The
Blind Guide. Most people say the Guide for the blind has arrived. Eye
would say the Blind Guide is here and laugh. Red Bull. Of coarse
there are some shades of brown considered to be red but don’t
wave a white flag at the red bull or wind up dead of course it’s
an energy drink they manufracture them. Shifty eye. Some people shift
the eye from side to side while searching for the bird fly by but
what they mean when they say that is a no account. No account would
be a poor worthless thief in the book of life they leer from sidewise
shadows and they leap on poor old women as they walk to stores to get
bred there. Wishing Well. Toss a coin away eye wish eye may eye wish
eye might have that wishing well coin back right now tonight. Well
Wisher. The person that tosses them coins in the Wishing Well. He is
the Well Wisher. The Well Wisher at the Wishing Well with the Shifty
eye waves the white flag at the red bull rider who is the Blind
guide. Misnomers. One more added on. Brick Layer. Trencher. Bricks
are stacked into walls they are sometimes hauled up in a HOD but eye
have never seamed them layed end to end no cement in them cracks GOOD
Lord they wold just fall the wall away down south in Dixie’s
trencher. Trencher is the maker of the trench. The driver of the
trencher is Louise.

Fred Kirchner Unacknowledged

Fred
Kirchner Unacknowledged

Ohio
artiste making poetry wants to meet younger people needing to read
poems. Resume includes reading at finer Ohio areas. Wait. Ohio poet
wants people to hear him read come visit the Ohio Area. Wait. The
dirt road moved last spring. They moved the mailboxes to the other
end of the road again. So the old Jeep the post office uses can get
them brand new Michigrins tyres and deliver the poems to the old
folk’s homes. Let me try again. OHIO area poet reads good words
among us. Wants a girl friend to come to listen as he reads and
thumbs his chapped book for her amusement. WAIT. Stop. Ohio poet new
to poetry wants acknowledgement from both readers and listeners. Come
to the Ohio Area to hear the poems of this poet reader. There putt
this one in the ad Fred. Kirchner is acknowledged now.

Jack Gilbert

Jack
Gilbert’s Pet Rock

A
Paroday of Jack

Eye
have a monolithos in mye pocket binder notebook eye call it the pet
rock it is as heavy as a stone eye use it to backspace the computor
by just misplacing it on the backspace button on the keyboard is this
lava obsidian one of a kind of a heavy green substance found only on
the planet Krypton. Eye take the rock and place it on the keyboard
button to hold the thing down so it’s on automatic backspacing.
It eats old lines and spaces off the printed places that eye visit
and leaves a strange red substance there they called it Red K in all
the comics mags. Eye Jack the words in the book to read the only
things that seem to mean about the home eye always have an island
made of stone until they bury me but wait perhaps they can’t
scratch the surface plate to make a hole of six feet asunderneathe
the stone of monolithic island home. Eye Paroday the recipient of
monolithium Jack Sullivan. No wait its Gilbert not Sullivan you nutt
you Gilbert nit wite wait for it its wit you Jack Gilbert nutt with
your pet rock you monolithic knit whit.

A Hitler

A
Hitler

Hitler
Straight up: Swinehoundbarkersnitzellor.

Hitler
Drunk: Slimehorndmarkerstenciller.

Hitler
Stoned: SlingingHaymonlarkerfizzoller.

Hitler
on Acid: Slighhologrammertarkerglitzer.

Hitler
lurching: Svineboundharkerspritzeller.

Hitler
out camping: Snowfoundhareshoetickler.

Hitler
stripping: Slinkersliderhosengarterkinder.

Hitler
in drag: Mincerqueererkissygerminator.

Hitler
Impersonator: ArnoldCharlieSwartzeneggerChaplainaker.

Hitler
baking cake: KneadingeasierdoughkennerBraunmuffingfuror.

Chocolate
Hitler Siege Heil Auf wiedershine A Hitler.

Pliantlets

Epaulets

A
fortune to some is nothing to most the least small amount a
magnificent feast to those with the least the plenteous frown down at
a bizquit with honey they don’t need the money they just don’t
understand need they have greed a full tummy. Az eye am penning this
eye look down at mye sleeve eye am penniless poor homeless creature
not willing to work for a living in dirty clothing. The left hand
does nothing but type hype while the right hand seems to do
everything twice. Cuffs with links were nice but always the rings of
ebony backed with one little silver letter was so expensive eye
thought twice about ever buying such things again eye only scrounge
them now and find them anyhow. Eye have crosses on strings and
necklasses now. Buttins where clasps should have been anyhow. Some
see threw shirts have sleeveless cuffs. The epaulets rough. The
shirts made for cuffing can be rolled up to half way up the arm is
folded the elbows extended like a walking duck. Fooling no one. Some
men cut the collars off so the dirt is not so noticeable the sleeves
on arms of stone. Muscles bound clods tripping over clods of dirty
clay making history. The stark detection of the rich versus poor.
Autonomy. The larger the belly of a man the tighter his buttons
weather on his vested interest or his epaulets. The reader is
appalled what utter nonsense. The cuffs locked with keys hangging on
the belts not sleeves torn in various holes showing parts of women’s
pearls sagging hangging doefully wagging. Is this what the poet has
intended to convey today. Eye almost rested on mye epaulets. IS that
the little froot loops they hand sew on the back of better tailor
made shirts or is it the button down shoulders making sure the
sleeves stay up on uniformed workers. Eye will always say epaulets
when thinking only of shotting cuffs out and preening eye always said
in ignorance look at these fancy epaulets. Check my ascot now is this
tied correctly while the cummerbund feels tight around the neck. Eye
rest my case.

LifeofaParty

LifeofaParty

A homeless person is a duck out
of water iff you move them from their survival try to help them but
they are the life of the party or the best dinner guest if you can
get past the smell long enough to stand them cracking one liners
telling old stales and long winding stories mostly about childhood
wails. Eye am convinced they are all drunks and alcoholic’s eye
witnessed a woman carrying a brand new still in the plastic covered
item. She was trying to get a cigarette. She was supposed to enter
the store with her hubby to turn the item into money but she had
twisted away from him to ask me a non smoking android for a cigarette
undaunted off she went to look for hubby once more as soon as eye
refused her. Eye played fast and loose occupying the Security Guard
long enough for her to escape his evil eye become a fence for poor
old woman needed fixed. She just needed fixed. A fix. A noxious odor
in her nose. A tobacco tube rose. A poor person’s banal bane. A
tortuous addiction disguised as a bad habit in nuns clothing she was
dressed as a house guest. Eye tired and tired of trying to find my
money belt it’s missing so eye had a burger and a coffee from
the wallet then eye went to homeless place to sleep in a nice
neighborhood where they cut the fences to get in. There is where eye
lay me down to sleep the life of a homeless party of one all alone no
beers no cigarettes no fun unless it counts what eye done all alone
in the night.

AldebronFour

AldebronFour

VeggieWorld

The
planet evolves around the Moons backwards to the otherway most Solar
System functions smooth. Rice is stapling the planet in placed there
by the Rice veggie farmers. The ruling elite all eat meat. The rice
is fare for farmers there the rice would never sustain them in a
crisis from Jesus. The other world way to say this is a Jesus crisis
come to the planet would hurt the farmers not atoll for they are on
the island. A Jesus crisis on the planet would deplete the hierarchy
population one by dinosaur one by dying one an abrasive society of
ruling masses. When the port closes all are dead only the farmers on
the island stay alive. Sustained on rice they thrive. The powered
houses of the rulers still float near the island no one stares at
anything but stars.

JesusandtheStoning

JesusandtheStoning

IT’S
THE LAW. Flinging stones. Flinging stones to kill the wrong bad evil
doer woman. We are fair eye sees and sad you sees all drunken
muscatel and reeffered there. We light the censors full in Church
sniffing curls standing there drinking barrels full while stoned we
stand hallucinating mushrooms eaten by the handfuls. To obey the Lord
we need to Kill the sinful people. Tossing stones into the waters of
time; killing time by killing people. We form a line of killing
people we get them all one by one by one. Then sin is gone. It was
the LAW. But somethings changed now we stopped the killings dropping
stones we walked away one by one by one. We saw the Jesus come
forgiving so we changed our minds again the one who made the law
fulfilled it fully filling it with love we must attempt it this new
and better way. One by one by one we walk today. Dropping stones
fulfilling laws while loving GOD this Jesus come the sinful woman
walked away.

InTheSand

InTheSand

Foaming
lines of mischievousness gloaming. A Beach Bucket full of sandy
playing balls a long rolling pin with rolling balls to press the
bread; this is what the merman has for his mermaid in the sand. The
mermaid has her underwater cavern cave the place for her merman to
enter there to enter in the gloaming wave as it engulfs the beach
they kiss he waits for lover to insist his entrance to her underwater
lair. He enters her entrance there entranced they live as forever
loving life as just one person in the sand as man and wife. They play
in cavern’s cave with mermaid’s merman’s rolling
pin for bread and sandy beach balls in the sand in mermaid’s
cavern cave there in the sand they’re in the sand there in the
sand.

GameEnder

GameEnder®™

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your Brother we do not furnish a button for that. You BOY are on your
own with THAT one. Hurry now to an internet store near your area or
use this link to order form.
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(for GameEnder) what else? Press the Icon (it’s a Hasbro ™
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FirstCarLastMotor

FirstCarLastMotor

300
years ago Etienne Lenoir and Henry Ford had a race. IN
1709 they had no highways with yellow intermittent strips or white
lines. The first car was a horseless carriages invented by Lenoir and
Ford to race in instant space they ran them down the old dirt road in
every song found. They nearly had a head on collision the first time
they were tested they botched it lucky to be alive no parts or pieces
missing the first two car race was an accidental accident smashed up.
Here is the blow by blow play action and instant replay. May 1, 1709
this is the first ever car raced. And their off. Ford is sliding
around the first turn but Lenoir is stretching into the neck. Ford is
very faster than Olds Lenoir. In fact he got so far ahead he is
turning backwards on the dirt and heading faster backwards. Lenoir
stepped on the gas instead of the brakes. Ford stomped the
accelerator. The crash only knocked the Google offline. They both
lost the goggles under the racing aviator caps they thought they was
flying so conical of a thing. They both limped away the Ford got in a
Limo to race back to the Airport and to Leer jet away. Lenoir only
walked back to his Hotel de Franco near the Airport. Both cars was
towed to storage where they wait until this day this day in May a
fantasy the price enormously inflated. Good Lord Mister Ford iff yew
could only see what yew have done. 300 years from now on May 1, 2309
all the highways are grown over with green yellow colored glass from
the fallout of the gas used in the Chinese World Wars Three. The last
General Motor is on Display at Peeking Chinese Theatre. IN Los Alamos
near California. First car last motor.