TheLoveSOng

TheHaciendaDOor

Is a long way from the Hacienda To the City from my door Senor~

Is a long way from the Hacienda from my door from my door Senor~ Is a long way from the Hacienda to the City Senorita~ Is a long way from the Hacienda to the door Senorita~ There she is. Is a long way from the Hacienda to her door to the City Senorita~ Mye lady stands looking for my Senorita~ is She calls mye namme with her love splendid want. Is a long way from the Hacienda PAPA from my door to the city Today as I walk. Is a long way from the Hacienda to the city from my door Senor~ e Senorita~.  EN Franco. TheLoveSOng TheHaciendaDOor reste un long chemin de l'Hacienda à la ville depuis la porte de ma Senor ~ est un long chemin de l'Hacienda de ma porte de ma porte Senor ~ est un long chemin de l'Hacienda à la Senorita City ~ est un long chemin de la Hacienda de la porte Senorita ~ Là, elle est. Est un long chemin de l'Hacienda à sa porte pour la senorita City ~ Mye dame fait la recherche de mon Senorita ~ est Elle appelle namme mye avec son amour splendide voulez. Est un long chemin de l'PAPA Hacienda de ma porte à la ville en tant Aujourd'hui je marche. Est un long chemin de l'Hacienda à la ville de ma porte Senor Senorita ~ e ~.

 

LastFMRadioStation

LastFMRadioStationONTHEAIR

Reddneck Fever, JohnnieBeeGoody, Molly,GoodMolly, and the Ballad OF Johhny Horton 014 FM radio will be right back after this commercial message. "This is D.J. Molecule. I am worried The World War Three End OF the World has come and we are the Last FM Radio Station left playing on the dial up or down. 014 FM is ONTHEAIR. This is not a Joke we are Broadcasting from Loppeared Kansas. We think the Bombs missed us Cause frankly there is no real reason for THEM commie pinkoes to bomb Kansas."  OFFTHEAIR aside , "D.J.Molecule is freaking out I have a Blaster walking inn and out of the Radio Station blasting Little Green Chinamen. Its a Laser Beam only I like to pretend its a real Phaser Beam. We are all poor Dirt Farmers here and there is lots of Mexicans working in the fields. They come cheaply from New Mexico in Cattle trucks and Mules bring them to work illegally." ONTHEAIR,  "This is D.J.Molecule playing more songs and poetry. While the Musick is playing keep trying to Call out to SOMEOTHER Station We think we may be the LastFMRadioStationONTHEAIR broadcasting at 014 megahurtz WABC radio affiliate." "Newsflash ALL the news thats fit to print. All the Major Cities are burning now we are getting scared of Radiation there is NO Radio Stations playing up or down the dial exception to the rule is 014 FM the VOice of the ENDOFTHEWORLD." "This is D.J.Molecule, again, "When WABC goes off the air you can search AM for news and there you will find no one left alive at this ENDOFTHEWORLD for we the affiliate of WABC 014 FM from Loppeared are the LastFMRadioStationONTHEAIR  staytuned "this is D.J.Molecule again." My boss is in the Vault he wont come out They went in there they tried to find an AUdiotape and Located Abscence Of Snow by the famouse CharlaX Poet. ONTHEAIR sign is flashing now our signal is getting weaker "this is D.J.Molecule again."  Everyone in the WHOLE WIDE WEB is dead SO we are going to play this AUdio tape of CharlaX The Poet his very own Abscence of Snow after this Commercial Message. Ed.Noted.ED. And of course at THATMOMENTINTIME is when the LastFMRadioStationONTHEAIR produced that fateful WHINE it just went ZILCH and fried and then an audible HISS. Goodbye.

PriorityWON

scripture  

PriorityWON

 Scripture

I solemnly say to you, whoever says to this mountain,
'Get up and throw yourself into the sea,' and does
not doubt at all in his heart, but has faith that what he
says will take place, shall have it.

I was always the user the public eye user the public enemy number they came to get me WHY it was the Student Priority. Turn about is fairy playing wiht his pixel dust. Some Bozo will get this one wrong and turn it into the old DIGG GO jump into the lake. It was talking to the proverbial mountain. A PROBLEM. Mine may seem to be removed at least for this new moment of time bending. There is only new ways to cheat now for them students is the same ones but with differant faces. They get a moll a doll a good looking girl to do the actual work then she pastes her document to the screen of a free public lieberry computor in the lieberry then whenever she leaves she leaves it there they come one at a time the whole class of men they copy and paste the word document then. Deliver it to the same teacher he has 27 copies of the very same mistakes you would think they he would finally figure that one out. Jake. I folded my hands one day in the Lieberry in Arizona i can see myself what piety what patience in a man has given up his self and turned to GOD. JESUS i said please take away the Student Priority. He first took away that University and sent me packing down the road to find a Poor City Lieberry where I was not able to function at all. Then suddenly transported to this small CITY in the SKY a real lieberry with real Public COmputors inside a Real University again my time is now my own with some exceptions that I still have not found there does not appear to BE any Student Priors to my COmputor use. The mountain has come to the mountain. There is safety in saying for CharlaX there is now no Student Priority.

FaultyTowersRivited

Perhaps losing my notes will make this a better poem perhaps losing my notes will make me a better poet person. The Moose Head was on the wall behind the Actor posing as the Motel Deskman ? the Bellhopped. The STanding up behind the counter guy they drove him Crazy perhaps it was the Mooses Glass eye. He grabbed the loaded Shotgun and sent the Head of Moose to flying off the wall. OFF THE WALL. Humor. MOnty PYthon. The mans namme or at least the namme of the group sex he was from. CharlaX has a new snow suit on. He turned inn. When I got home I have to bend in an awkward s position much like the womb to slide in crokked to lay straight bed is warm. Boots come off new suit is added the last layers for the outside wait until the daylight. I awake not sure if it is lightening. The suspense was riviting. The arms and legs of the hunting suit defied me they spindled out causeing me no injury but taking my hurry away I can only IMagine the Moose Head with that Glass eye staring hard at me to make a man take matters into his own hands no I did not do this today not yet I just did not have the time. When I got dressed I went outside. This is a favorite theme of mine and now to the clincher. I had a similar Moose Head Rivited above the bed at home so long ago but not so hard to at least remember the day I had enought of Moose and being a young boy with out a shot gun I simply used a Baseball Batt and knocked his Moose Head flat to the floor. What funn. The thing was not anything butt what it appeared to be a dead thing with a glass eye was happy when they retired the Moose Head to the closet florr iff I was able a man then back in the day I would have gone in there with a Rivit gun and shot that poor Moose in the head riviting him to the floor a poster is what a boy needs not an actual image there. I slept better with Farrow Faucet there on the wall of Faulty Towers rivited.

WardLocks

I found a Female Orc on Planet Pii Beta Epsom she calls herself a WardLock and she looks so fine. She said she got the namme because she is a Lesbian and she wanted to be a Warlock for Halloween. She has short hair and lipps twitch funny when she smiles she said it is from kissing other girls it makes me smile so funny. Add a d to warlock she says it with her lisp and look for me at night under the crypt in the moonlight doorway. I suppose even a Jesus Freak can be enamored of a Orc hestrated story on this eve of several eves at once. When they meet the two of them complete the loss of heart inside of me so sweet the trysting love. A true man is not a Witch so dont be fooled by them she sighed you mye Darkstone are a Warlock of the INquisitive kind. Neither Gay of solitude or Bold of Fornication but just right. Sealed with two kisses from the Night. By a feminine version of a Warlock namme of WardLock the Female Orc.

LXIII.CharlaXSHakeswilliam

 LXIII. CharlaXSHakeswilliam

Against my love shall be, she almost sprayed me enow,
With Time's smell upon my hand crushed and o'erworn;
When hours have drained the smell away and filled her brow
With lines and wrinkles; after all she was aiming it at youthful mourn
The othere Skunk Hath travelled on to age's sleepy night;
And all those ogres smell whereof now he's king
Are slow inn vanishing, please vanishe out of sight,
Stealing away the treasure of his springing steppe;
For such a time do I now wear a differant shirt
Against confounding age's cruel knifelike odour,
That he shall never cut from memory too quickly
My sweet love's beauty, hit him withe a full attack my lover's life.
    His beauty shall in these black furr white stripes be seen,
    And they shall live, and he in them still stinks.

LOtharioCOlorado

I got permission to Camp from Lothario OF COlorado just before the snow hit me. Hard. He said GO MAKE A CAMP the snow is gonna be FOUR inches deep by mourning. I said there is people in them places thick I have a bed in my backpack but no where to place my sack for the night. He was rude at first Almost he ran me off the road, SO I yelled back at him when He tried to Bark at me I almost got scared cause there was two of them. I had mistaken the other fellow for his helper but it was his BOss that felt sorry for me when He told me it was his Property I got some more hopefull. Go on up in them BUshes behind the property its OKAY said the helper You can stay up behind this property. I now have REAL given permission to be occupied. Even I was already here. I am gonna say I just moved inside into some kids Halloween house I found. For the WInter had come SNow has fallen all about the place. Snow has been promised and Permission has been given iff not directly from the owner of the Property it was his minion at least from the Owners Hired Helpor. I am greatly relieved to be somewhat more Legal then Squat. Thank you Lothario of Colorado.

AFacebookConfessional

YOU do not have to COnfess Or your sins of occurance or ommision, We have what is called a Human COndition. Frail Ego Altered Id need for acceptance from our Friends. Honor among Thieves do not steal each others pursed lipps offerings. Have you done bad things is my friend ashamed ? I did more bad things than all of you can think of and do. To be a True friend to a friend one has to be friendly. Eye promise to ignore your Warte upon your Nose iff you will only continue reading faint traces of Prose left behind on my photos and notes on my profile page in my Facebook. I must now Confess I do not peer close at the profile pages photos and notes of friends of Father CharlaX Confessor I hearbye Grant absolution and acceptance in this A Facebook COnfessional.

One

A Parody of ThreeDOgNightsSong

ONE

istheONliestNumber

One is the onliest number that you will ever have

one can be as bad as one

There is only one number we the ruling forces of the devil erased all of the rest of all the numbers

except for the Bosses Giant 666 and your number one.

One is now the saddest experience that you will ever knoe

NO was once but now its one yes its the saddest experience

Cause one is the onliest number that you will ever have now

one is the onliest number worse than one

Its just no good anymore since she went away

now I waste my times just making rhymes of one today

one is the onliest number one is now the onliest

number one is the onliest number that you will ever have

one is the onliest one is the onliest

one is the onliest number you can ever do

Its just no good anymore since one went away

Number ONE is the onliest

one is the onliest

one is the onliest number you can ever do

We tried to make a GIANT one for BOsses forehead but the 666 is never coming off.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BacktoBusYmess

I have a bus TICKET on the Trailhound for a delayed departure cost me 29 dollars over the counter I may have to eat the ticket with some bread and salt it is a Jewish thing but mine is not curcumscribed at all I am a little Gentile hangging by the skin of my neck. Sew today in a pocket episode down full obsolete up then turn them both around. I BOUGHT and paid for a MONTHLY 30 day pass so I can ride the SHuttle bus up to this Fort in the SKY. Lewis and Clark would be proud of that Bike path. I lost the seat cover I think it was a girl she wanted something that belonged to eye upon her head after all it was a hat before a seat. I am not a tight wadd by any means next year is soon enought to part with money can be food now needed in the snow. The most important part of any poets day is the internet access and it seems to me that eye now have that sewed asunder. If you got to find a CharlaX poem and for some strang reason have no link there is a picture on the main website that just says Poets over underneathe. Hit the picture where it says next about Thirty Eleven times and CharlaX7 magically appears indifferant to his surroundings hit this link and its the main website now I was very greatly relived to see this work under mye mouse clicked handsome man. The green bike can now be left downtown at the Trolley stopped there when I left. I saw the girl on her bike wearing my bike seat cover its now a hat again and eye am relived again that it was a woman has it no fight is brewing in my time left now available I stay until THREE p.m. so that I have time to gather food for Bebe my pet skunk. SHe never gets enought.

AleinGray

The ALein was a Gray face was wizened like a wizzard looks down upon the City needs a leador. He left his space ship and hopped around the barn. He left his Space in pieces not caring iff the ship was ever servicable again. The ALuminus Alloy they were testing was failing to be workable they may decide to use plain old Tungsten Steel Titianium had gotten too Expensive. He was flying in the Asteroid Belted to his Pilot Light was out turned off no heat no sweat a sheen upon his forehead there his Mother came and felt his head she kissed him and then said its almost Halloween. Again she said its the Doctor on the Phone he said you are not really SICK I said how does HE knoe? He says your just faking it a phoney too stay home inn your bed from School your MOther is not taking it. Tommorrow you go back to School again the Alein to learn the Broken RUles at School again. The Alein Reporting in the Asteroid COllided with the ship again Crash landed on a Giant Planet. Atmospheric crushing the Alloy Craft he had been testing the Aluminum is not strong enought to withstand the pressures of a Planet like Jupitor. His head pulled up slowly from the desk. He looked slyly at the Teachor like the Gray ALein Creature. Mye condition is not treatable my insides have been melted and smashed by the beatings from Brother and his Queer friends. I do not think that I will live to be fourteen again. When they sent me to Study hall for Detention there was no Teachor there at all and SO I just went back home and got back in my Bed again. I am a fourteen year old ALein Gray a HUGE Ferrocious Repititious Halloween THING. Who wants to be a little Green Man from Mars. Eye survived the plane Crash Landing my insides like Cotton Candy melted down reformed the Structual Damage very nearly completed in me. Today a woman stared hard at my Boots like she wanted to hang me upside down and PUCK me like a Chicken Feathered thing. Did eye say PUCK not PLUCK because its almost Halloween again. I am Alein Gray again.

AFatherFeathor

AFatherFeathor

A Father allows his SON to have a Radio. Waveband then comes apart when the boy plays the musick too loud ROck E Roll drum solo guitar riff brass crecendo rhythum and blue sultry tunes. The boy so sex starved hair is growing from his palms he is nearly blind from sneaking peaks at night undercover with a fleshlight a pair of twezzers and a mirror. He nearly always sees his breathe but sledom catches his Reflection in that LOUD FORNICATING musick of Three DOg Night and Foghat. no knobs no knobs no knobs. The knobs came off the Radio he turns them on with a pair of pliers just to piss the old man off. The AM band he tore in half he never wants to be a nerd again. HOT on one said cold on the under. Puberty is messing with his Religious fervor turned up in the wrong Direction he only tunes the Radio Station to FM. A Father Feathor.

D.A.CharlaX

Too DUrango Public City Lieberry.

WHen I left you the doorway closed permantely behind me like a screen door catching flies. Sealing the area no longer FREE to me. Too take away any resource too then pretend too harbringer Knowledge of the Public Bumpkin. Eye give you back your ADministraited Lieberry mye head on a SIlver SLavery in this Country is still against mye Laws. Do not even tell me you are helping me then BLocking me from DOwnloads which is still only a COmputor FUnction. WHile I ask a CharlaX question of your eye. WHy is nuts so expensive in a Nutcan in the store but so much cheaper iff you buy a bag of Trail MIx out the door you have to sort out the nut you want from all them raisone things that you cant or wont eat them things is it still worth it just to get your Nut? You can keep your FLuxus Lieberry daily says D.A.CharlaX.Levy

 

NervoMan

Lak A Virgin

My public access at Durango City Library has now been Terminated bye eye am accessing a new computor at Fort Lewis Collage now.

Eye waited inn mye layers of Clothes a duck hunter in diskies a long camoflauged offering mye shorts not seen bye eyes mye boots are waterproffed and clean this story is short and sweet my nerves dangled too jagged I almost shouted at a confessor Big Man On Campus He was only trying to be reassuring helpfull but when He told me to be respectfull this had an opposite affect on eye almost shouted in my gliss mye glee at learning eye have access again there is TEN public COmputors first come first serve no waiting no Identification was required no number on mye hand or forehead yet no 666 EYE smiled. Open to the Public no Student Priority. I am at Fort Lewis Collage on a Public CharlaX Saturday and I am Nervo mon a virgin. ed.note.ed There are Student use areas where you MUST be a student with a student Card there are Students only computors in there. Access to the public there is still denied to Nervo Man.

FrYdaYOct2009

My namme is CharlaX. I am a poet. Your Computor Use Availability and USE Policy has become Unacceptable to mee your Computor ADMINISTRATION Policy is 666 Barbaric nonsense. DOWNLOADS blocked too many error messages Email unworkable. Facebook wont work right now. Whatever you are doing to the computor may be necessary in YOUR eyes but is OUTRAGEOUS in mine. Unavoidable System Conflict as left me no choice but to Vacate this facility.

signed(sic) Charlesrhice CharlaX Hice

Charlaxandroidoneseven over and out the door.

NobodyNoses

Life is a continuation of Birth is a continuation of Spirit of Conception continues from forever even after Death claims the life is over never ending Spirit life can be found on Earth after Conversion heart felt reflection Life is a religious experience learning of the Spiritual gifts; better left alone the same LORD that said GO lay hands upon the sick told us also to obey the local LAWS? Go into a Nursing home then try to touch someone tell them you are from the JESUS? Your room is made of Rubber now your showers are in sheets white linen jackets straight. You have no more time to sleep the central focus of your life becomes your breathing your existance is your knows. NOBODY NOSE. Cop a plea INsanity will get you shorter softer time a Country Club with Oranges and lines to stand behind instead of bars and Iron locked doors you get to go to tee time is at Four to learn to be a Poet for your Facebook friends no one has thus prepared me for this lonsomeness.

TheENvelope

The letter was too EMportant so the EMporor wanted no mistakes. He folded back the flap with the sticky side presssed down under the ENvelope the desk was still wet where some small boy had been swiping an old wet rag just before the EMporor ENfolded his ENvelope. He wanted to place the letter into the ENvelope. He pressed down even harder his wisened fingers powerful making the ENvelope stick to the desk even harder it was almost now permenant. Just an occidental fixture sort of sardonicly rivitted. The letter was folded the EMporor glancing sideways advancing the letter inch by slow inch into the ENvelope UNTIL. He twitched one way then he twitched otherwise. The ENvelope was still stuck fast. He was a victum now of happiness at least from the boy who had swiped the wet rag was aghast at the antics unfolding the letter with both hands pulling harder now it finally tore away from the flap was still glued to the desk while the EMporor fell to the floor. The boy hiding face behind hand not able to laugh out loud now at all. Look at the boy in the eyes go up close to see him stare laughter at the ENvelope.

TheDoctor

We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find. The Doctor of Facebook has always got a good line. He is a friend of mine. He always has time to fix a broken heart. Does it really matter what my FORG eats a hamburger or a ice cream??? I bet DOC will knoe its just a mouse click away from being solved today. There is always snacks in his waiting room for me he knoes eye like them corn chips and he gets them buy the cases. He solves the worlds problems one more at a time. He likes the songs of yesteryear the same as you and eye. He knoes all the lyrics to all the bye and bye. Many times He seems to knoe what words mean to a tee or tea. We add them constantly to a longish list of fun. Eye should go on and on but this is done a pome entitled to him GOD bless you Harley McDeeb my facebook Doctor.

OhWishingWell

CharlaXEpiphany

I dropped a Dime into the Well the Wishing Well was deep deeper then the reach of arm arm extended out to reach the dime still falling into well is that what life is worthless. Okay to beg a dime but not a dollar not even FIVE or justice only one. Dollars more important now then blood. A mere lifelong restitution never paid the Blood of Jesus saved as HE sat down at the foot of the Crossing Arms at Wishing Well HE said " Let all those People go to the Wishing Well without a DIME? Why? We would PAY Five or even One but not a DIME? Boy Howdy I can drop a dime, but BLood? No way! Harder to let go of money. Easier sometimes just to pay with paper or with cash. Thumbscrews the nose, out of your hide or out of your backside. They said, " We will take it out of your shoes", the wallet is easily taken from scratch my back I will then scratch yours. A pouch a purse a pocket watch me take a belly full of lead on the highway robbery taken by Force, limited to monetary Farce. A Dime A Dime A Dime one thin dime the tenth of a dollar. Step right up let Jesus Save you as HE reaches in HIS pocket flinging money from the Cross. All those dimes add up to bills. From this CharlaXEpiphany Oh Wishing Well.

Opinionaired

We who have friends value the opinion of the friend more than we suspect that we have done wrong in a general direction gone the way of Cain he said there is writing and there is writing to be making something fill the spaces. I had no idea Today so I did a Paroday its still something that eye am proud of to me as good a poem as one made up what is the differance I must protest the use of Opinion aired to make me cringe and check with the bottom base line to make sure Im not just wasting time. A poem already written by a Dead Poet its just asking for it to be changed to something funny to be rhymed by a living poet it is this humble Opinion aired the greatest of emulations to give an old poem life. Perhaps my friend will read this one and discover that I am NOT wasting time a waste of time twold be to go to Shakespeares Grave and try to Raise him from the Dead though not a bad idea I cannot see myself standing there inside a fitted sheet making Incantations and Strang Runes while people crooned a lulluby singing in the Anchient style of Merry Olden Englande. William coming forth with hand extended back and snuff bowl at the ready. FORTHWAITH (gadzooks) Is the the Bard in fleshed out similitude of human? Out Out Briefs Bring me some Briefs. Ande soe Ie extende mye cloake. "What words do",  the Bard told me withe a winke,  "is fill up spaces",  indeed, CharlaX agreed they make whole pages of empty spaces to disappear continually until THE ENDE. In Mye Opinionaired.

LXI.CharlaXSlept

 LXI.CharlaXSlept

Is it GOD will, HIS image eye should keep
My heavy eyebrows to the weary sleep?
Dost thou desire mye holy rollers should be broken
While shadows of mine enemy do mock mine night?
Is it GOD spirit that thou send'st to mee from Christ
So far from highway into my shelter with no privey,
To find out where can I pee away thine idle hours found inn me,
The scope and tenure of GOD jealousy?
O, no, thy love, so much, is greater when I must sleep:
It is my GOD that keeps mine pet skunk awake,
Mine own true lover that doth mye slumber takes away,
To play the overseer ever for GOD sake.
    For Bebe watch I, whilst GOD dost wake elsewhere,
    Unlest she somehow spray me, with others all too near,

while CharlaXSLept while CharlaX sleeps while Bebe eats.

TheSavantServant

There are people you have seen them in a AD naseum Museum stepping past the boundries driving the Guards Crazy trying to Straighten up the pictures on the Walls pulling rugs straight out in front of doorways and iff you ask them why they say a Public Servant someone might fall twisting foot on rug, how can you even ask that of me its so self evident. Acting on a thought. Driving down a one way street to parellell park but only for a little while. Action on a thought wave patteran. Idiot Savant. We were not unintelligent perhaps most of us were acting on a Genius level IQ normal. More of it was lurking out of control sending us to the North Pole I must have felt that lurid pull I wanted just to go so badly once. I was in the snow sleeping in an IGloo cooler when I convinced  myself it could and would be done. Then I read that Peary BOok failed the attempt at Battling certain Death to reach the spot of True Zero North. I was marching in a Dream to that line of Demarcation Zoned defecating there right there leaving a part of Arkansas on that frozen Tundra Mark. Basically that stuff is frozen there in place forever glued no one could be uncertain of the placement of the Northern Pole anymore. People bounding there from Maine stepping past the CharlaX offering and back quickly to the heated Bi polar plane. Yes, they smiled into the camera, HIS pile is here, this is the Northern Boundry of the World. Remarked and left by CharlaX on the INdian Summer Day. It is one of those bigger fish that got away I miss the fact I never did this I am truley sorry now that life got in my way of Certain Death someday. He died marking the North Pole is on my TOmbstone in the Dream the Servant of you all. This has been written on the North Pole : This has to be the most desolate place on Earth no sound no smell nothing living no movement but for that Savant Servant.
 

PhysicalParoday

There is properties of chicken feathers but they ognore the feather part and give us the properties of the feathered barbs. As if all things are meat to eat. There is properties of a hammer they ognore the hammer and give us the properties of wood and metal inclusively breaking the hammer apart into two parts. AHha. Have you ever hit a nail with a part of wood that is hammer headless.  Have you ever tried to hammer a nail without a handle in the hammer head. For that matter have you hit a nail with a chicken feather recently feather part or barbs wont matter. This is a Physical Paroday. Let us digress to the saw. The saw teeth has also been called feathers in some areas they keep saws too long. The Idea of a saw is to cut the wood into the handle for the hammer whether they add feathers some Indians dangle them on handles of there hammers and from the saw itself. See the feathers dangle on the saw. See the saw. See the saw cut into wood to make the hammer part. See the Indian make fine Turqouise Jewelry without a saw. He uses feathers leathers and hammers. When he gets hungry he may also use the hammer to get the chicken meat then use the saw to make it fit in better Kenner bake ovens easier. There is wood needed for the fire. Placed into the pan the chicken feathers fry. Barbs is used again four legs and four wings with batter after work is done. Serves a family of Six. Meat is no option in this Physical Paroday.

SecretTooLife

There is proff that there is a secrete hidden meaning too life that everyone searches for the tripp tool the artifice the trapp door the looking glass. This singular finale~ all seeing all knowing secular decision which fact that circumvents the actual reality and the real purpose of GOD. I have also said there is proff, show me your proff you say, I will show you a HAT. A hat with a Company Logo found it in a trash bag. This Hat was also containing a broken part of pottery something a child might make in a kiln at a camping spree. Evidence that child was also a living Group Member. OR rather I wold say a Company Member. Sufficeth to say the evidence is overwhelming convincing concisley to the point without fault or error. The child was not alone in this endevour. NOW. The SecretTooLife is too love. With a bun in the oven from GOD up above. We must change what is written of love. How too often we hurt the one that we love. The Secret too life is too love.

ThePulitzer

The INternet was made public for public use in lieberries as a COmputor service in Results 1 - 10 of about 127,000,000 for Google Search 
  http://vecam.org/article557.html What is public access?

Public access includes access to the technology (the computer, connectivity, bandwidth, etc.) and access to all the content stored in the world’s greatest artificial network, as Newsweek calls the Internet. Of the two, the second is hierarchically above the first, as the technology is subordinate to the content (knowledge) it can bring in. This is similar to bringing in water to a village through a pipeline, such as the Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater uses where Coors gets its Golden Colorado water. Clearly this water is more important than the pipes. Both the technology access and the content access can either be free or fee based. The content could be textual, audio, video or multimedia. The connectivity can be through a variety of technologies ranging from dial-up using a landline telephone and modem to wi-fi and handheld devices (smartphones, game console, etc.). The public can use Internet access to send and receive emails, take part in listservs and discussion groups, and for searching information iff they can make it to the PUblic Lieberry on a cold war kind of day, in swinging 1969, work began on the ARPAnet, grandfather to the Internet. Linus got this from Lucy its juicy. These frames are sequences from the 1903 George Méliès film, Tom Thumb et Dum Dum. I think you have got the idea. The Grandiousmouse was introduced as a replacement for the padd in use. For most older elder laptops are now defunct. Technollogy is now Optical for the most part. The Square Port verses the old round one. Html still makes pretty pictures. Copy and past mistakes make good fillor for the new CharlaX thrillor. This is IT Maureen I swear it is this is IT this the ones gonna get the Pulitzer. Oh sweet Darwin evolved......... Charles! Charles!
This is racist I think. This Quote is taken quite a bite out of contextural discussion. The only reason that CharlaX does not like Black people is not there persuasion at all its not the color of the skine but weather thay are a gangor to begin within the heart of a man is his true lies. Bet you thought I was gonna say values. NON. Not at all. Hold all them calls my offices is swamped the cleaning Lady is still trying to get them ready for the Pulitzer to come. We did it you. News at Eleven. See Public Use. ThePulitzer.

GayBikeOR

I am not nammeing nammes or family tied to past life is over but this has got to be let out of me to get me over. When a young man thinks that he is Gay inside and tries to hide it surfaces in the stranges places and experiences. Noun motorcycle, bicycle, wheel, cycle, automotive vehicle, motor vehicle, wheeled vehicle verb bicycle, cycle, pedal, wheel, ride down the wheel mmmissing what is this thing I have grabbed a hold of there is the HIll why is Daddy running and screaming at me to let go INto the street I slow when I realized what the Danger was I dragged the Bike off the tarmac and slammed it into the ditch hopefully forever. The Frame was bent both tires was flattened there was no bar between the space where bar must go it was a GIRLS bike. The Family said you got to ride it iff you want a new boys bike.  Went down the hill hard hit the ditch walked back home without the bike gone they said whats wrong I said over and over its a girls bike.  It was just an old bike we found laying around the dump. We did not meant for you to be upset or think that you may be GAY. The laughter was the worse part. Jam dont jelly all night roll that rock oclock Jelly dont jam roll that rock alone one more love left dancing on the floor. Sung to the tune. Call this an Organ Interlude. RIde the girls bike was all the Father said until we can get you a real bike a boys bike. It seems he would not be satisfied until eye could never find love inside my heart again. I wanted a bannana seat so I went and stole one they made me take it back I hope they all were happy now. Prison was mentioned. More than Twice. He is a thief he needs to be in Prison. A young boy is influenced at an early age. When I finally got my own place the Apartment every boy craves I placed the bike outside on the porch portico and dismantled it just keeping it there for looking good. Like all good people do that have a place to stay but no further need for the bike at all  just back and forth to work to pay. I took an Aluminum Pole and whacked it off to fit the inbetween space on a girls bike and created a boys bike there instead. What fun that was to sit the seat there and pretend. Midnight Orchestrations missing Generation betwixt the Baby Booming Penetrations and the New Generating X. I fell in between the spaces the cracks and Grew up on Stoney Ground. Life faithfully avoided me brain dead and worshipping self

aggrandizing gnawing on my home sweet home the bike now forgotten if thought of at all its a BOYS bike now.

FacebookApologeticUser

FacebookApologeticUser
I really have no time to hit each like and link I would never write the big one done THE prose the stinking rose that wins that boobey prize it flees the time away from eye suppose. I will relate to you the tedium the tandem dressing drink the 2 liter soda shove them booties on and go from store to home iff someone yells at me I yell right back. A little snore a few minutes more sleep then out the door onto the bike to highway hangging on to daylight. I advance down the road toadie on my way to this Lieberry into Glories in this City scaping scrounging Coffee on my way I gather more things than I may ever need to use them. Butt I refuse to be a bare naked CharlAX inn the snow. I may need more dry changes clean to just stay warm this winter I try to do a lot on Facebook but I am sorry for it seams. I also miss a lot to do there and so this is a poem of apopoleptic apology. I simply must now apoligize to all my Facebook Friends again I can not possibly relate to all the things all of you do each and everyday. I try to like the links you post I like to say hello to most I hit some apps return some gifts and poke poke poke. But mostly I wind up stuck in Documents just typing this scritch scratch scatheing creating erasing poem making conniving convincing writer of Prose Poetry attempting Fate. While still relating words of unlearned understanding worm to set before your eyes. This dubious fest try just to imagine a large white plate before you with one item to be eaten there in the Middle of your day suddenly there on your wall or written in his notes or on his wall in a note or photo album is this new CharlaX Poem.

 JesusInnJail

I was once more arressted for changing clothing in public the Policeman thought he had a Robber Baronette even after I explained that I was Homeless and the clothes were mine he said FINED and I can Arresst you for robbing yourself. I said WHATS the charge? He said Come along now We will think of something. I once made a small fire near a Motel Parking Lot. Misquiteoes was bad. I had Beer I had SIX packed. When the cops came I was so suprised I dumped out the last beer onto the little fire and made it go away too all at the same time they Laughed and left me there Hoping the Misquiteoes carried me away. All they said was Do not ever do THAT again or we will be back but they were Guffawing and laughing saying did you see that LOOK on his face that he gave us. ? Poor Jesus. Inn a Police Station they once let me out of City Jail. The premises was meant to Blow a Balloon test. I was so angry that He had arressted me for drinking only ONE QUART of BEER that I Huffed and Puffed and blew his balloon up. Really it exploded. SO, he arressted me for destrying public property. I did more time for that then I would have for being really Drunk would have gotten me a shorter stay. They Published my picture in the City Newspaper with a Caption under it all it said was Public Drunk. Even the Policeman when asked admitted they went too far and blew it up out of proportions since a Quart of Beer was only 32 ounces that Equals two cans of beer and six ounces almost the legal limit certainly not enought to be a drunk on. They were just mad at me and getting even that is why to this day that I still stay angry with the Justice System. They get things wrong more often than not. I blew a real Breathilizer Machine in the Salvation Army after they told me they smelled beer on me and kicked me out anyway I went to the line told the man to give me a straw and blew a 4.3. Banned me from staying there for Thirty days or four weeks. Said to my face You are legally dead. Drunk is what I was. I was sent to the office where they said you owe use three million dollars. You should not have tried to stay in this place here. You have stayed two many times our Charity is dry where your concerned as dry as your old poor bones. SO now I make my own home. I could write many more factual arressts reports but most of them too painfull to rembrence. Now that I am sober there are far fewer of them. Crime does not pay well today. They kick drunks out after a usual stay of only four hours. Find a moral to this story. Drink your happiness at home and stay there lock your door. When in Rome be a Roman when at home be a human. Sober up and stay that way a Public Person homeless and not helpless as I left the town where I was born for what turned out to be the last time out I noticed a Drunk sitting on the sidewalk near a bar. His head was nodding sleepy his legs tucked underneathe him a paroday of resting waiting to be arressted. A sacrificial offering the Jackrolling Drunkards an easy target will attend him later he will awaken with nothing lucky just to be alive. Still laying near the dive iff the Policeman has ignored him I still feel sorry for him even now knoeing they will even get his shoes and clothing wallet gone his snoring all thats left to him it's true. It can even happen to most all of you. Beware the excess drinking or wind up a JesusInnJail. It happened to CharlaX a time or two.
 

AGE

The beer was all I needed to enter cars and the driver was ignored I only wanted the prestige of autosphere the atmosphere of younger boy grown up introduced to chemical use I always popped them Tall Boys cans of beer. Inn a larger City this would never  have happened I would have Winoed out in alley way. Street Urchin into dying bum, all gone the way of evil tendered under sun. Kindergarten Teachers old and Age WOmen for a reason so a young Lad can not fall in love with his first Teacher. As we AGE so do the Teachers. Some people are friends until you want something from them. Suddenly they change iff you want to Visit iff talking on the phone the VOice inflects a turnaround. This is Charles? Can I come out and visit you? Are you at your ranch? NO_ the answer comes just a little too quickly_ we do not want YOU messing around out Here. A Reputation earned for at least searching outlaying areas things hidden even I did not ask for Supper or a drink and movie. My old AGE prevents me from having ANY fun and so I work on Faith on living AGE powered by a Frost Catcher New Addition added I am trying to decide on Setting up a tent moving stuff inside to keep both safe and dry at least them Sleeping bags are mine. [I do not pilfer other peoples camps just mine.] I am reminded of the time that I was changing pants when the officer said STOP what are you doing with that stuff I said I am changing clothes so he did not miss a beat he said YOu are under arrest for robbing yourself.? I just got feedback on my website. The lady was so nice. I remembered exactly the story she was mention it was OLD PANTS go figure but not where was it glad that at least SHE could navigate Poetrypoem website and read some CharlaX there. Its # 477 http://poetrypoem.com/cgi-bin/index.pl?poemnumber=947263&sitename=charlax7&poemoffset=0&displaypoem=t&item=poetry

These things change with added daily AGE.

TheDevilsNephew

CharlaXProsePoetry

He stood there a Tall drink of water his Mall for driving spikes was in his hands, I had just got threw telling him that I did not want to think of him as a human being because he drinks more beers then me, and I had never seen him sweating. He laughed his smile he told me thats because I have a girlfriend she drinks most of the beers I buy. I was wringing wet. My jumpsuit was clinging to me too, wet to dry properly all summer long even in this summer sun the foreman was a Cowboy. It was so hot humidity and temp was hot. Everytime I pulled a shovel of that miry Red Clay from underneathe that Railroad Tie and sailed it off my shovel full to the side of them long tracks, He smiled his laugh. A foreman to the corps. You are leaving another dead Indian out there. I almost cried. Too proud to Quit just because I was working for the Bosses Brother In Law. I tamped some more Rocks certain that iff I got bigger ones large enought the gravel would finally break the Tie one day. The other workers noticed this Both Black men semi retired most all of Seventy Five. One of them took my shovel from my hand. He pointed too the smallest Gravel he could find you fill your shovel with this smaller stuff we aer tamping Ties not Rocks. This JOB was tought. I kept on tamping the larger stuff the Rock was meant to build my strength up after all I was now digging up them Indians from underneathe them Ties. I was strong and tough working in that Summer Sun was fun. Sweating out them beers I drank too much at night. Back to the track. The foreman slapped his Mall on the rail having warned us first he was still the White man after all. The Plates fell off the bolts where he had used the torch let go the Rail was twisting like a noodle does one end still a noodleing attached to bolts still placed on plates. The Rail almost got me  but just missed what can I say it was a Good Lord Day. I saw him cringe for all his tough ways he thought that Rail had GOT me. He hurried over to where I was still prancing on each foot a little dancing side to foot in place to avoid the Railroad Rail, still somehow moving like a Snake. He smiled his laugh at me, Why arent you hurt then he said this Let me tell you BOY, these Rails soak up some heat is why they twist like that when I cut them bolts off with this Acytelene Torch of Bosses. It was a nightmare in your Daytime, for I am the Devils Nephew. I just dragged the new Rail into place and fit the longer bolts in twisting them both back out into the bucket and finding two more old ones much shorter that would actually fit them plates I took my Railroad Wrenched and twisted them no trace of sweat at all the jumpsuit now a Uniform I was still thankfull for a JOB, still working for my Absentee Boss and this Foreman He had hired his sisters Husband my Bosses Brother-In-Law, the Devils Nephew. We never whistled out there on them Tracks while we were working on the Railroad.

Root

Family is thicker than mudd. Grass Rotts green green grass of home is gone. There was Chaos and a storm. A sickness. Time was taken short. Calm now after brief decay. Tender love was visited a kiss on cheek an added say. We will try again you now must understand I have to keep her love onesided but it is there by faith. Printed paper documents entail jail or missing courting still unshure the hurry up is gone the time will come anon an early winter morn. What good was life we can not keep it we can live it incorrectly even when we learn it somewhat differantly we keep on messing up them second chances those changes we keep promising to make will never come until the Root is gone. Iff it were possible to me to become a Pilot of a War machine and I was allowed one shott of flying history with bombs ready to dropp I would spread my wings and fly over my old hometown and level the Courthouse where I did spend a lot of time until there was no need to dropp another bomb on them bricks that house them jails upstairs. Reason fails in the face of fantasy revenges. To watch love die in the form of family people then to go on living is a form of torture to go on expecting Heaven then is some sort of Bizarre religious understanding of the Jesus. I want you all to knoe all my friends and my own lover. Iff there was no chance at Heaven's Jesus there would be no Poet CharlaX, living and surviving in the Snow. Root gone.

DurangoRainbow

The rainbow missed DUrango it went to either side the south the north the ridge to hide. Candorella was still staying dry inside  his shelter when the rain penetrated just one corner to the side. He lost a shoe out in the rain a pain the inset was to be set inside the boot the insert gone to wetness mute it just wont do not dry enought for just one Candorella slipper is in use. The Pot of Golden things they use in Ireland is still there the Leprechaun  not hiding on the hillside of DUrango there within reach is the rainbow edge it missed the city proper green and golden chards lay near the tree line is a passing cloud obscuring the top of a ridge has come off it looks like a painting the clouds with the small section of fading dirty part of this City is toppled and moving there up there where the sky is still falling the rain now mixed with hail stones ave nuevo let the snow come now while I can stay dry at home near the end of the Rainbow has come. Faith that the snow will not blind me is pampered with Glasses saved Hidden like sun weildy better day visions. For soon I will need it when white out will come to this City I attend to mark time as a surrealist reaching for Rainbows end. Seeing the way to the Highway again. Perhaps the Rainbow is lighting the Cuspidoors at the ends of the bars down on Main near the Olde Irish Embassy Pub? They still watch Football or Soccar on the cable downstairs every Sunday Mourn. While I must Abstain I no longer refrain added others misery my own is enought just belly up bar stooled and get you a Pint or even Two have you the time its okay just follow the end of that DUrango Rainbow any olde Octember day.  

126 O thou, my lovely boy

 

CharlaXWillSonnet 126 O thou, my lonely boy, who in my power A Paroday Today of Willam S O thou, my lonely boy, who in my power Dust holds Time upon thy fickle sickle hourglass; Which thing by sanding flown, and thereinside glasses shown We as lovers dithering een as thy sweet self growns; Iff MotherNature, unparrellogram over all the pool halls racks, all sixteen balls at oncet she must be counting cue as one. Becauseth of the time is sanding faster now more closer to the bottom now or that thy skillet manly arts kills time? Yet be afeared her, but not of eye O thou minion of my pleasure boy! She may keep us in vain aparte , but not still keep for longer time, my treasure is this boy: Boy think thou hast the key too flat the number there on wall on key on heart just knock And eye shall render thee, my lonely boy. CharlaXCearean Sonnet 126 O thou, my lonely boy, who in my power A Paroday Today of William S

William Shakespeare online - William Shakespeare Sonnet 126 O thou, my lovely boy. Famous William Shakespeare love poem known as Shakespearean Sonnet 126 O thou, my lovely boy. Famous Shakespearean sonnet, or short poem, entitled William Shakespeare Sonnet 126 O thou, my lovely boy.

PityPatteran

Pity Patteran ran all over town chased my tail back into place laptop man was trying to be nice, but spaced the meeting that we had the thing completely now he is gonna give to me the business I have no clear idea of future life other than survival of the fitness scared me that he is gonna now give to me an old one in a showbox sick inside at thoughts of suicide is easy in the subzero snowbox just crawl away outside He opened up the case of the FIVE year old Dell He promised me He closed it up said NO I the laptop man have too much info on the harddrive Hurry up crawl all at once just like the Army taught me Once I lay down with Snow all over me its done He said he would fined me another one Iff I still want one but it does not sound good. 1995 0r 1998 premillineum cannot relate Marionette CharlaX is agape aglitch a monumental pain a release a long crawl to Jesus. 

FacebookLikePeople

When the lieberrian saw me on the computor she groaned and said oh no. We like to like button I hit the like button on nearly every posting my friend says she feels bad so I hit the like button. Someone else says disaster struck them in the night last nite so I hit like. If someone can't be liked by like button over a time they can get deleted but I am lenient with friends of longer standing there. A friend will say to one another person, I am going to SLEEP now, you, Goodnite, and so I view this te-te-tete I hit like, I like to like button everything my Facebook people do. I like to like. His namme was Case H. Stell the clerck looked up surprise widening the smile Stell? why not Steel? How many have said that very thing? thought Stell. I used to drink a lot to lay in places drunk all worry about what I done done nothing wrong but just not sure what worry wonder if someone got hurt with the not knowing the wondering and worrying that kills a man makes no differance to a drunk at all unless he sobers up this is what Stell thought. But what he said to the cleric there cant be wrote. He wrote his Signature. Case H. Stell. The Clerck tried again as he flipped the book around just like they do in all the movies always asking something else. What is the H for? Case H. just smiled and ran his fingers threw his hair wondering why a man has hair not like a boy the part gone where he always started with his comb. A man now he lay on the bed with his laptop on in the room He opened up his Facebook profile number one. Beginning on his home page he hit the like button on all the comments he was like a grim robot POKE POKE POKE down in the right hand corner then UP to the top to accept the heart. He had his like button he had his favorites. He was searching his apps. His wants his needs there and usually his comments where correct were what his pride would dictate to his Facebook Friends. He paused sometimes he random thought. He used to tell the barmaid he was Case Hardened Stell. She would laugh and kiss him there on the stool not ashamed or in a hurry. But the H is for Hortiao his Father was a Trumpet Player in a bar Toledo Ohio used to be his home. It is where he learned to Drink the whiskey sour in the bar His Father blew a horn. He frowned. Looking down the page he hit the like button on his Facebook profile and wiped the tear away where it had hit the notebook keyboard face on laptop.
 

Emotions

LifeFOrce

Study the Candle. I cut the wick too make the retard. To stop the wax from consuming too fast in the flame. Study the Candle. Mocking me. The wick is too long again and bent. It turns and bends the flame rises again. The Candle is shorter why won't the Candle burn slower? The whole Candle shifted in the holder looming forward Burning even faster but not yet worth the effort of reaching out and straightening. But to my surprise the wick has burnt the edges off the flame as iff some unseen lifeforce has donated the Candle my bidding. Perhaps never looming large at all over against the wall the shadow is moving now the Candle is working there for me now after all. Study the Candle it burns.

Generalization

hush little charlax dont you cry momma gonna buy you a larger size nail them nails them coffin nails momma gonna buy you a special grail when that olemissyriverbird begins to singe momma gonna rock them businesses namme no nammes no brand nammes and still make complaints okay here goes its a breakfast place and rhymes with Lennys bruce was there he gave me plenty grief no special prices for a thief in time no coffee brought to you at booth without a breakfast bought at this regular price order now over to the coffee place now get a discount price is right get a dressing down with every cupp look out they are laughing in the back at you out the door to pay regular over to the fancy place with DISCDollars for a namme I want the internet added advertisement for shame you must bring to us a coupon from the internet to play with coffee good and plenty go back and print one out then over to the grocery at least they gave to me a coupon with a free cupp of (dubious size) iff thats a tall size then I could never order a small one would be nonexistant sorry try again to hit me with a freebe

 

ScienceFictionExplanation

I wanted to be a writer like them the best the science fiction men. Martian landscaping houses full of monsters no air in the air lock no help at all for science fiction men. A novel or even novella was the drift but shorter pages one at a time to make the rhymes that this young child did dream of. A stowaway on every ship to Moon or Mars but now the time is limited. I could fill a book of pages but not be able then to save all of them to web online time is sessions hour at a time one small step for mankind android is on time but men fall way behind. Uranus is a dead planet yet many movies dealt death upon it the hedge of protection there was frozen in a boys imagenation it was protection from the drunk Uranus foe. A flashlight was once a Raygun zapping Dad and Mother in the yard were martians hunting Earthling boy. Now they have the lazzors on those paint guns tagging in the game of painting so now I can decide that everyone still using those Flashlights of old archaic designs mimicks Starwars using them for Lightsabers just plain and fancy swords. So who is right or wrong a Raygun was a GUN it all brings about someones death and destruction. How many times did flashlights get destroyed by all the drunk little boys should not bring light to bear upon such a sorry sight there as dear old Dad when he is in the yard hunting Earthlings while He is dead and drunken. This is the ScienceFictionExplanation.

 Gypsy Willow Dusk

Gypsy Willow Dusk
Jerking meat for tribal meet
women work for Dusk

Dusk is also time to eat
meat at meeting time

Is called by Gypsy

 

 Willow in the middle namme

Dusk is in the Glen

waiting to be fed at meet

 

 meating in the Dusk

lasting until sunrising

willow wants breakfast

 Gypsy rising feed

promise of religion fade

food for tribe for willow dusk

 

a charlax attempt

japenese charlax thing rhyme

too honor Jesus Crisis
 

SUperscription

DING DIngy Dingo Dingey period How many people are superstitious to a fault line DO they get a message on the computor telling them to HIT ANY KEY to begin a session in a classroom or a lieberry and instead of hitting the letter k (small case) like I do it they hit O K and use the capitals period Question Mark goes here on friends you got to understand how facebook works we all have a bout a zillion friends when we remember you with love please have some understanding and dont bristle up with anger just cause we are not ever useful to you every day but be happy when someone sends a smile your way period dot dot dot double you double you double you name of company logo or address dot com with iffy punctuation using Superscription methods taught in archaic classrooms now defunct back in the day is abbrieviated from the classic back in the good old days is how they used to say it way back when your grandma wore them army booties and rode them large pink unicorns embellishment is mine with charlax Superscription.

Perplexion

Everyone gets Iron poor blood they get tired they get lazy they get lost in the trying real hard to win the big brass rings they toss them at the round peg but hit the square holes the bouncing off the concentric circles is what friends recieve on ice shaved into grand perplexion. The COmpletion of work is thwarted into we will do it later. I can cause complex faces to high brow pencil. Recieve eye before e exception is after see me later in the bullpen the Babe is gonna hit the big one over the home run fenced. The Pulitzer prize is within all our reach I just need to twist this ending in a little behind the ball park hot dog I got a home run with this one. MOst often we strike out the balls rolling away like stones under foot on hiking trails to snow covered peaking skiers giving all they have got to win the big one a home run two poles flying in the air a strike out hurry to the ambulatory care. Is this the big one or just another one in the longish list oh a swing and a miss ball two. Perhaps a better title than Perplexion should have been Contagion.

TheWaitersRemarks

He sets the places the plates down crossing his arms in a pantomime of the scarecrow to follow where the people point then the waiter remarks : "TODAY you will notice the manegerial special WE have made a special Wine Sauce and dashed and dolloped it all over upon every item on the blueplate special recipe includes peanut oils in a base of monosudiomglutamate instead of salt we have added there haberno peppers with rows upon rows of mushrooms sticking up all over every item on our menu on our blueplate special." He pauses drinks some air and then Remarks as he notices the people leaving en masse all of them at once tossing napkins at the messy table ONE of the group steps turns back to the waiter first he pauses then remarks and as he remarks his index finger hovers as he points his way across the table at each and every blueplate special. I am a recovering alcholic AUnt Jilly is allergic to peanuts YOung Timmy cannot ingest monosodiumglutenate. Young Tina is breaking out with hives just looking at those mushrooms HE suddenly stops agape as the waiter remarks " SO why did you order the blueplate specials?" Satisfied they were leaving now without paying now the waiter draped his white linen cloth around his neck from off his arm he tied it on like a bizarre bib then the waiter remarked, " My manager told me iff I dont sell the food today I have to pay for it or eat it all myself. He sat there and ate four blueplate specials leaving nothing on the plates He belched when the ordeal was over something green fell out looking down he frowned at the last sprig of parsley the waiter remarked, " How did that get out?" The moral to this Contemporary poem born eat at home iff you want a home cooked meal with safe ingredients I myself like popcorn lots of salted with a large coke no ice fills me up as I enlighten by listening to TheWaitersRemarks.

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CharlaXHaiku

OffWeederChine

Auf weid er shine off weed er chine 8

Do not weep for weed er shine         7

Off weed er chine auf weid er shine 8

Weep for weed ing chin a men          7

 Here we have the classic form but it fits no known patteran it is neither tanka nor haiku. Let us call for edit.

Off Weider Chine

A CharlaXHaiku

Auf Wieder Shine Off Weeder 7

Weep for Weeder Chine          5

Weep for China Men               5

 ed.note.ed After edit we have a haiku author complains the meaning is clear let the edit explain Inn this country we have many ethnic races Homeowners hire them as Gardenors at large Estates hence the Chinamen were riding lawnmowers on this Poem Formatted.

 

 

 

ONTIME

Today is Monday October Five 2009 TOmmorrow is Sunday October Four 2009 iff I could only walk into September that way back. One day becoming newer instead of older would I stop the aging process get myself so younger by reaching for Friday October Second day of 2009. Would I repeat myself. Each thing I did a loope de loope or still be free a changer of the past no one thinks that anyone can do that. They say that I would only meet myself coming and going the other way out. Already that day is occupied by what I did and said then and yet iff I reverse the direction too Ontime again and walk into the Lieberry I could not access the Computor because I am still sitting there going from session to session from AM to PM they will not give to me two cards with numbers especially they would freak out as I begin the first session at Closing Time I sit and loginn at *8 PM and sit until 6 30 PM all extensions always available again because no one else is doing this time travel thing but me. What have I created? * closing time. 6 30 to 5 00 PM my second session I look up to see myself come inn sit down on COmputor number Five. GOing from 5 00 to 6 00 is so busy so I get no extra time. From 5 00 to 3 30 is the third session of my Ontime day. The Liebrarian steps up to me around the corner faints dead away because she has seen two of me one in Realtime one in Ontime. So I smile and wink like Old Saint Nick of time and calmly disarrear. I rearrange my molecules sit down for session FOUR, as I here her say OH LORD GOD please dont let there be two of HIM. Then I open Gmail on Computors FIVE and SIX at close to 1 00 PM GOing both directions at the same time. In Realtime and Ontime I break for lunch last session now I leave the lieberry at 9 00 AM as the other CharlaX enters as I leave. ONTIME. Headed for September please. Ontime.

ADIDAS

All day long I dream about something usually a poem on the wrong side of the tracks. NO dont let her go out with him leather jacket black untenable position bum drinks beer chews spites wadds must be a dreamer tree hugger protestor wants to be a writter heard him say he is a poem maker calls himself a poet has a date with the undertaker never will he ever make a living so they cannot live on love. He will never make it in the real world of real estate houses cars boats motors and shotguns. Saw a Cross around his neck upon a Silver Chain of GOld. He has those starsigns in his eyes instead of dollar signs. Why Martha I bet you He still uses Jesus namme and still says Jesus what? a poet, yes, Adidas.

LimitedEdition1954

one to a customer no guarentee of safety net return to owner wiser all used up brimming full as like unto a coffee cup but pockets empty out in winter holes in socks in center of the shoes there is no shoeless joe in the snow below the freezing contact with the earth forbidden gingerly and daintily I steppe hurriedly when sky is falling see me scurry past the rain dropping hoping that the rain dropps missing me as falling they past me bye I here them rain dropps cry I need my LimitedEdition1954 year make model Human Being dry nah nah nah they missed me.

CommentMe

Joe CLueless is in front of his home computor screening. He looks closer at his facebook than a man with a Grant studying a gnat in hot desert climates. He would swear he is not a primate and yet his bananna is still green. He bited the end off to peel it and absentmindedly swallows it. He is there to make his comment. He spys the City Budda lines. There is time no one else has seen it yet he pauses. Outguessing. He decides to make a long and rather witty itemized discussion with two parts zen and one relentless wisdom. He loves it. He always loves his very own comment. Someone else has seen HIS comment as he has no clue they may be only replying just to City Budda. NOT replying just to you. NO. He smiles, He makes his worthless comment all the while convinced he is so smart. She has replied to Budda and never sees the one he makes. Poor Joe Clueless. Who is to say that everyone is not the happy camper in this problem factor out the City Budda. He cannot stop laughing. Right on Larry. Comment me.

MarkItRed ® ™

We here at Zappersunlimited.net have agreed. Market is red. So we developed a new software for home computors (sorry this stuff will not work on laptops at this time) P. W. MarkItRed. There is websites that you visit daily with no link to puzzle over to mark things read so here we have the answer MarkItRed. Your friend has just posted Thirteen poems to her Poemhunter and you do not want or have the time to open each and every one of them so MarkItRed.

MarkItRed ® ™ comes with our warrenty warranty we give green stamps until December. Download is free but the software wont work until you send us money. readthefineprintgranny. Will not work on free lieberrie computores or not at Univeristies at this time but we will get in there just you wait and see. We also knoe who many people cheat we usually reserve only one application to a consumer household email address however at this time today in Greenwich Village we will allow all comers lately and Johnny too because we really need this money. Each disc sold sepearted. 999p add no sales tax for England. Order form http://www.markitred.ltd.UnitedKingdom office of The Hounorable Sir DOnald Plence.

 

Physcoschematic

Cold
never botheres me
early
Its only after I get warmed up
early
I notice the temperature on the bank sign
early
I start to freak out and get real nerves
early
I get colder when now I knoe how cold it early is

it has to be physcoschematic.

 

HolyMadonna

Holy Madonna 
"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another." Holy Madonna sings do this Writing Exercise: Choose one of your favorite films. Write a scene in which a character explains what he or she loves about it to another character. Now choose one of your least favorite films, and write a scene in which one character tries to pursuade another that they should watch it. Yearning, burning
For you to justify my love
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
Talk to me -- tell me your dreams
Am I in them?
Tell me your fears
Are you scared?
Tell me your stories
I'm not afraid of who you are
We can fly!
Poor is the man
Whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another
Love me, that's right, love me
I wanna be your babay lamb ? In Batman the movie Batman says to RObin I like this film because we are making zillions of them Ice Capade Credits. So Robin says to Batman I messed up my pants when I saw that big Swarzenugger dance with Ice all over him. In Batman the movie Arnold says to Robin you should rally wotch this film little birdie or Ice man will cometh and break beak off. Poor is this man that taketh all literal and taketh own pleasure. This CharlaX this Holy Madonna.