Little Read Rooster

Little Read Rooster 

Copywrite @CharlaX Wednesday March 31 2010

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aer ewe with it

we were all born too young during a differant time of war torn zone the things we thought were with it now aer gone

daddy momma told us wrong for they were born too young and all the things they thought was with it then were gone

there is coming after us the x generation children of the corn they were born too young and all the things they thought were with it aer now gone

in 2025 or so the classroom as we knoe it will be gone

one giant room where everybody sits on stone

the number 666 upon the door

one teacher for one pupil telling crimes

one observe reaction one obverse the truth

children clean your weapons

arm your armies get them ready

kill your families kill your brother

most of all just hate them most of all just kill them all

they all open up the little read rooster reader is one text book inside the reader there is a picture of a chicken there they learn nothing more they knoe nothing less then killing now is all there is

is this what we were fighting for back then

eye rest

mye case

Dream

 Dream

Two far aparted spaced red beady eyes impossible for a real creature to be that wide it was only a waking up Dream. When you scare too easy at things you do not understand they laught at you called it only a dream and then sent you back to the place you have been with no answers to help just derision to make all of it worse. The eyes never went away they were always waiting there not hiding at all just there hangging in midair in plane sight to mock all of your courage at night. You walked trembling and shaking to where they were intersecting reached up a scared hand and punched the inbetween the eyes. There was never anything really there. Just surprise at those red little ugly beady eyes. A Spirit you think of the devil and tremble. Perhaps you think reflection but then cover up the window and the eyes steal all the light no where to come from but the place that they are at. Pulse is racing body is sweating out fluids from pores. INsanity lurking for poor dreaming man. Finally Dream died. Eyes no longer came after the boy became the man. Do eye miss the Dream. Do you like being scared. No way. Must have been the child in me just scared of the dark. Must have been the lack of any sleep laying in the dark. The way a Lemming is drawn to the edge of precipiece. One by Lemming one they fall. Too dark they go. Two red and beady Lemming eyes was what eye saw in Dream. Perhaps. Perhaps the Dream was them. One bye Lemming one in Dream. Committing Suciding Lemming. His little read beady eyes was mine. Dream.

SunnysideUPP

SunnysideUPP

Over easy sunnyside up. The waitress always has to ask again. Is that you meant the yellow looking at yew? Yes you sigh; and say again. That old egg white gets sticky on the pan please putt some bacon greased in there then turn the heat down so the egg dont fry too hard then turn it over gently then look the yellow in the fry. She snorts derision turning back to the kitchen He has some nerve he wants an awefull lott of egg for only $1.95p. It came back looking not so hot like so much white snot dripping off the yellow running all over the plate. You have some nerve eye finally say she said move your feet out of my sweeping way. Egg is an egg you got what you paid. Seven years bad luck just like a broken mirror when they sweep under where your feet was. Pay upp. No way. Eye shoved the plate away took my money back in mye hand and drove away. Sunny side upp was all eye could think of for several more days. Iff you gonna be a diner in a small town iff you gonna offer upp them eggs. Make the cook understand how a man wants them. Sunnysideupp. The white with the edges turned up. The bacon bites all over is okay the grease dripping off makes the flavor we love the yellow is not runny but not quite as hard as they make them in them big city diners today. Potatoes aside. Toast them iff you have them. HOney on a bunn is mostly unheard of. Eggs with the store branded on them is still the best way to go make them up slow at home over the time will tell eggs broken have just got to be fried so you can make them your way you can have them allright. Pour the egg battery upon the asphalt cook it upright on the sidewalk. Same as you can get them at a small town home cooked diner.

RhymingPoem

RhymingPoem
Laudaman laudamen women. Rhyming poem. Eye I could consistantly make a list of clarifiers adjectives and nons. Off the web page or insistantly make this poem rhyme only using mye own lobotomouse. ALuminum rhymes with poem. Eye made a poem shot it in the air where it landed no one came to find it. This is predicate. Adjective disaggremeant. Poem made a rhyme with foaming water in the waves women like to see this at the movies. SOmetimes you see the cigarette smoke rising up and curlequeing they never choke or spittle like real life people in the middle of the bed at home rhymes with poem. A long distance camera panning shot of a rock face panarama simulates the non existant sex in most PG movies made. MOdem rhymes with poem. MOvie theme is prevalent occuring on almost everyline of many web pages actually give lenghty critques of movies. The musick rises in a crescendo just before the actors rise away from kisses and wipe sand away from man and women rhymes with poem. Po is long o em is just m. Po m. The effervescent e is always silently in cohorts with the missing e of potry. The moment arrives the camera is suddenly looking at the sunset as the cowboy rides. What are ewe thinking. The loaming sand is foaming again. The chase scene got cut from the screen. Sex is not an only invention of the cinematic masses. Intelligent women have fantasies. Imagination needed. At the movies. Rhymes with poem poem. RhymingPoem.

RobotLines

RobotLines

formed in dust the footprints of the just

stay alive stay alive stay alive

formed from clay the men advance

they walk alone in groups of five

the men advance in groups of five

the Pacifist the Killer the Judge

the user and the grundge 

stay alive stay alive stay alive

the poet places lines near RobotLines

what the reader says there is more then five

more then five you say the poet counts the men

stay alive stay alive stay alive

five kinds of killers five types of RobotLines

everyman and none of them at all

the Pacifist will fight when cornered out he comes

the Killer is the able man in line

The Judge will only fight when no one is there to help him out

the user is the thief in line he only fights when caught

 the grundge fights for honor and for truth

these five men repeat repeat repeat

stay alive stay alive stay alive

in RobotLines

 

 

 

 

 

 

RobotLines

RobotLines

formed in dust the footprints of the just

stay alive stay alive stay alive

formed from clay the men advance

they walk alone in groups of five

the men advance in groups of five

the Pacifist the Killer the Judge

the user and the grundge 

stay alive stay alive stay alive

the poet places lines near RobotLines

what the reader says there is more then five

more then five you say the poet counts the men

stay alive stay alive stay alive

five kinds of killers five types of RobotLines

everyman and none of them at all

the Pacifist will fight when cornered out he comes

the Killer is the able man in line

The Judge will only fight when no one is there to help him out

the user is the thief in line he only fights when caught

 the grundge fights for honor and for truth

these five men repeat repeat repeat

stay alive stay alive stay alive

in RobotLines

 

 

 

 

 

 

EasterPrayer

EasterPrayer

It all comes down to weather you can trust the LORD. After all it seems that you are suffering too much. How can you trust him for the rest of it now. Heaven seems so far away and lost somehow. The here and now is what the people see. They call it crazy to believe. Eye found a place already there. He made a heart down deep somewhere. It needs someone but she is there. It helps a lot to have a love. Make this mye Easter Prayer. Make me the EasterPrayer. Grant to me this only wish. Mye love has health and she is rich. Now eye lay me down to pray. Keep her healthy body and keep her heart from any sadness on this her Happy Easter Day.

EasteredEgged

EasteredEgged

Easter is too early and eye have no basket for mye egged. The task is to boile them quickly over the candle lighted in the night no easy task no faint hearted slug could the yellowed be runny could the white be enought. Eye dont need the dye they sell by the score do not want to contribute to the rich anymore making eggs just to eat them eye love to consume them at least one dozen in the place of a real meal eye love them EasteredEgged Ham is an option. Add me some side meat at least for one Sunday. CornedBeefPotatoe can opened in haste to add to the flavor of eggs with no waste. The can is the heavy the eggs must be carry with so many care on the cycle no bouncing be there. We seem to replace Jesus with food on his Holidaies eye think its a Jewish tradition of Bunnies. The egg is purple the inside is yellowed over time the white is purple dyed the older they get the better inside the yellow hard is the best way to bite. Eye took the eggs out at EasterPasse~  to play my own way eye hid all the eggs in the yard full of stickers and then found them all again no sharing was ever intended eye ate all them royaled boile eggs all by myself to get them into the charlax tummy so fast before anyone came around and gobbeled them down or worse things could happen they could have been stolen. Eye took the pretty green grass from others even little girls baskets and stuffed it in mye stolen grass was linning all mye poor little pockets eye wanted the green pretty grass so badly eye almost lost it. Eye stopped every fiffteen steppes and looked to be sure it had not disappeared on me yet. Eye have no regret it is better to steal from the rich then to be a poor little boy with no rich easter grass under eggs. Mabe thats whats wrong with me now. Have you been perfect all your live long lives have you never done anything wrong at all in the night. Easters for Jesus and for poor little girls to get there grasses back in the baskets now. Old man can just boil the eggs no grass no basket is needed now. CharlaX Wept.

Hacked

Hacked

Eye am from the neck of the wood. Eye am a hack from the back. A Billy from them hills. A grab bagger from the outback. A happy camper as they say. A Hack can be a cab in them big alein cities. A Hack can be a hi jacker taking things what was not his to start with. A Hacker on this computor would die of fright. What what what is all the gmail documeants coming out of poetry. Hack can be them pets at night expunging all them furrballs. Four eye am Hill Billy Hacks. We called them shacks hacks. We even called them ruck sacks hacks. The whole camp can be a hack iff a hack lives there. We say hack a lot instead of heck or heavens. OH good heavens as they say eye have been hacked. Hacking sacking they still say this way up north. Hack ball. Really. Or more likely hack-in-sack. Hacking sack. Hack in a sack. No one can be so certain. Hack saw that was us. Hack and see that was us too. Hack on back. Hack on out. We did all them hacking abouts. Called a hacked. Called a hacked. STill sounds write. A hack can be nothing taken at all but left there for the indians near falls. Lets go lift that hack. For hair. Hack the jam and Hack the jelly is not usual fare. Hack this hack that its an all night hack. Hacked.

LikeBUttonorNON

LikeBUttonorNON

A Facebook poem

Some people refuse to like items because its becoming too harder the button sticks and sometimes eye have to refresh the page and do it again. There is that etiquette delicate question do we like someones shared items. Or do we like that person. Eye like to like the item even iff eye never read it iff its a friend iff its a post on my news item wall or even on my profile page. Sorry, this content is not currently available. Eye like to like eye have done this before eye recognize this now in a note left on the floor near the candle left there burning in mye mind. Anear the light sometimes forgotten to turn off in haste departure in the middle of mye mourning comes the light from sun its lighteneing the sky will bring the time to go. For we all look into this glass darkly the reflection is just someone we may knoe. The intire processes takes too long the home page opens but to go there from the home page to the profile alamost impossible now.

old like button poem

eye found this on charlax original website we miss him android one

combining like elements now wishing charlax a speedy recovery charlax seven

 this is actually FacebookLikePeople its on charlax7 website this is charlax three.

and we Qoote him thusly : 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.

 

TheFaceBurgAddress

TheFaceBurgAddress

Four Score and several minutes ago it occured to me. Eye need to address this facebook population minions. The apps do not work they lagg horrendously some of them are already out of easter eggs we cannot continue to send no eggs when eye hit the button that says the egg is expired mye heart fails. When eye pen a poem that people do not understand it is nearly everyone of them. NO non eye am not stupid and neither or you. We can email. There is no intention on my part to be dirty. Eye do not obfuscate profusely. There is no reason eye have trouble with nerve endings. Sometimes the laptop keyboard simply dissarrears and becomes common placed. Whol lttrs lik th lttr e simply dissappar. Eye was never an only child or very ugly. There is many friends that remain. Please just try. Understanding is appreciated from all. Lip service will never replace delivery. Iff you can see this picture my coat is blue my lips are flesh toned and eye am deaf. We love you facebook.

GlennBoyBeck

GlennBoyBeck

Penned inon written thus crowned victorius within without

Salinity with pepperage anon they come with leverage

Pentgramediae plod pentultimate honors fade weave in left out

SonneyBoy lost SonneyBoy found with averages

 Replacemeant part repairing line they come within without

Modern days in modern times they shout victory victorium 

Repair the footman replace the line the starting with then out

Modern Milly Mayhem Monday day got lost in time constallmeant

Dial the radio tune the Beck says enemy is us

Beck says enemy is US tune the radio dial

Diatribe the man is insolent

Between the lines is he the Demo Cratic Re Publican of Radio Pair of Dice is lost. Paroday is found. Too many lines to be a sonnet now.

 

Re Religious OR Not Religious

Re Religious OR Not Religious

In this discussion today we are taking affirmations of faith. You are re religious or you are not religious. For the purposes of this discussion which is for entertainmeant purposes we shall consider no one to be only religious. There is two archetypes of people. There is the saved and there is the re

saved. WHICH one are you. You can be both. Or neither or niether in your secular thinking. So we will continue to send messages back in time until we change the previous histories. Today we sent a message to Post Toe Styes some 700 years in the ago. Eye have been watching his forum thread in the hopes that Historionic changes can be palatably felt. So far he only posted a poem that was alrady there.e. oops the e is silent. Eye placed a copy of the message at Yahoo email as soon as eye see it on his Forum page eye will race there and retrieve it. YES there is the message there it is the message it there yes it worked oh this proves we can time travel on the computor. Wait Wait Wait this experimeant has failed here is the email eye retrieved it the message is gone its that dastarddly e again

e

Thursday, March 25, 2010 1:03 PM

From:

"Charlax Hice" <charlax.hice@yahoo.com>

View contact details

To:

PostToesStyes@yahoo.com

e Charlock7Android1

 

SOcietyDIctionPAroday

SOcietyDIctionPAroday

Society teaches plate luncheons. Poor people not invited to Business lunches eat the garbage later unless its a compactor. Then the transfer station feeds the squirrley nots. Eye pass on lunch. Eye eat at home one meal of bread decay. Usual. Give me the usual. What will you have the BeerGartener may say. Make mine a Pepsi no Coke. Eye like the Soda pop. City Market has some love in a 2 Litre Plastic. For only 84 centavoes eye place it inn two plastic baggins. Hangging on the handled bars. Last night under the stars we had chicken in the bread panned. There is food where no one ever finds it its inside the chinese hole. The one they dug up to America so long ago. She must have been a beautifull barber she must be a beautifull babe. She must have had them homicidial tendencies she scared all the customers away. I love them lameab   u knoe i have a heart she has a voice   the one eye love. You have THINGS in your pocketses. And bags full of wishes. Eye did not steal any of these things from any of the people here. Not a real good answer dear. Then they go on to say so Where DID you steal them things you CharlaX drear. LOLZCX <3 Leaving early to spend money makes me nervous in my pockets full. Friend has blessed me. Eating real.

JacobLadder

JacobLadder

 There is no basic reality for the idea concept of an Angel Ladder from or too Heaven. Jacob was a dreamer most likely a poet for they are the most (sic) of all people. King Tut of EgYpt had one as a toy boy he was fame. The idea of poor King Tut folding up a Golden Coin and passing it along the blocks of ladder then. Jacob's ladders, named for the biblical Jacob who saw a ladder leading from earth to heaven in a vision, have shown up all over the world. Angels climbing up or even down and existing on a perpendicular slideing structure when they can fly. Did poor Jacob drink too many wine. Head upon a rock. Makes the dreaming rought. Plus addled be the fact that the Ladder did indeed belong to Jacob why? Why is it not not obvious that the Ladder there in Question belongeth to them Angels whom were using it. There they was ascending and then descending it. The aforementioned structure was possible could have been a flying machine these Aleins was only using the platform was invisible they was launching off the thing to fly in space with wings. Sleeping near this structual assembly plus the fact that Jacob was lying he was lying as plain as the nose upon your face Jacob was lying there asleep just dreaming his head lying upon a rock what scheming. What Poetry.

Garbeyeled

Constant bombardmeant of the sinuses pressure on the frontal lobe area increased incremeants of poetry is gain. Birth will come today to a new poem most poets have some sort of affinity with and love for and wish for comments and for feedback however some poems stand alone all alone in the corner. This is one of those. IN 1592 the Cardinal Pope of Rome was Benidictine Arnolde. He was standing near the painting of Leonardo. He was straining the eyes like a chinese in disguise he never did quite look Italian. He wanted to get a close up of the plate of lamb chopped he saw near John the Babtist there near where Jesus sat. He called for his pipe of instrumeant was a long telescope. He moved back to the third row. Then something happened to change all of historical events into the presented modem day times. He created a secret law using only his Vatican powers of Representation he penned a missive in an envelope sealed it in a massive honey jar and airtighted the lidd then had it buried in the Catacombs of Roman Iter roads. It simply said something must be done so people can see this painting of Da Vinci must have been myoptic what a nerve he had. We will hire men threw the ages make the food more varied make it larger on the table. Amen. Jesus surley would have had more stuffins then the bread and more to drink then wine. Place some meat there from time to time. Larger portions as we near the end of time. Make it noticeable only to the computor users they will never be able to make much of a THING out of it after all who would be able to place this info into a prose poem who who who is able to do such a THING as a~ that. CharlaX Garbeyeled.

SeeingEyeRover

SeeingEyeRover

The dog was only a puppy at heart he was not a real seeing eye dog they have to be trained and this one was obviously not. The old man was not blind he was not even handicapped. He only did this to be able to take the dog inside the recreation areas. They have to allow the seeing eye rover to come. Where did he get the signs that hang on the side of the dog do you think he knocked off a real seeing eye dog? The muzzle is just a leashed been modified eye think he is pulling the woll over eye. The man did not stay long he only came to confuse the ladies who like to pett the dog wont touch the dog they respect the seeing eye messages all over the dog was wanting to be petted perhaps the man was wanting the women to come home with him and pet him oh wait this poem is starting to degenerate. They all got up and left together its a foursome when they get there. Just a note now to finish this poetry poem there is a woman visiting the rec center she is on a cell phone she said eye am not making this up she said we have three or FOUR dogs we left them in the room but we left the shower on. So they will have fresh water while we are gone. MABE this is whay HOTEL management charges so much money for every room at the inn. Eye am smiling now.

WagonTongue

WagonTongue
 He was much smaller then the other men and Englishman not able or just not willing some said to sit a horse. He putt an English Saddle on the wagon tongue. A fork embedded in the handle to hold on to that wagon tongue where it forks. The drovers of this wagon trained the laughter around the fireside at this little Englishman they laughed and called him wagging tongue man. He burned. He marked each and every Cowboy there that laughed at him remembered them for hate had filled his hat brimmed over at them there at night. FInally he noticed one who sat there all alone. No laughter formed at all at him from his Stoney Lipps was only half a smile. He shrugged the proffered hand away would not take the handed shake or grip but sat there offering up none. Tell me your story said the WagonTongue eye really want to get to knoe you? "JAIL", said Stoney Lipps and that was all he would. One day the cattle crossing at the River raged around the men as WagonTongue was lifted from his SIdeSaddled perch by this much stronger Stoney Lipps had pushed his Horse hard in the currant to save this little Englishman just before the water took his wagon tongue down to the depths. His hand still held the forked handle for he had gripped in fear. The WagonTongue now gone with everything he owned and loaned was water logged. Stoney Lipps took out his blanket from his roll ripped it down the middle to share with his new friend. They both slept warmed and back to back till daylight came again. One more River left to Cross One more River left to swim, One more River in the way of Travellers and men.

ConservationConversionConversation

ConservationConversionConversation

A Conversation with CharlaX

 Upon rising from the ground you see the Jesus frown. He starts to ask you lots of question boy you are in trouble now. Judgemeant come. So you ask the LORD what about the internet are mye poems still there can they be found at Poetrypoem now? He says "whats that"? why ask ME about that. It took me several hours to forgive you for signing in that account with a number and a namme. Almost the mark of the beast the 666 see eh??? Just be glad it does not count it was not the Mark eye was talking about and as Jesus says this you breathe a sigh of relief and chillout. All of that is over now Heaven is about. The least of these forgiven the darkest deeds now covered by the bloodshed of this forgiving Jesus who is Judgeing dead both great and small of statue is not emulated charlax ignored the fame of the world for becoming poor made me richer up there. Ignore your sins ignore your daily sufferings. Listen to the Jesus in your heart and hang on to all your loves in real life there is one. Hoping now for all of you the same things that eye feel its true the ewe is love for eye. Eye am thankfull today that mye new solataire game tells me when eye am stuck or eye maight not have ever figured it out another last thought. When we read all our poems back someday in memory will we miss one the one we never wrote the big one the whale that got away. NON non nope.  Its this one eye hope.

EwethrewaLemonatEye

EwethrewaLemonatEye

 

You threw me a lemon, ewe eye so bitter,

with a hand warm eye love you still and so pure,

that its shape was not spoiled the beebee fed her many,

and I tasted its bitterness regardless of mye love.

 

With that yellow blow me a kiss, from a sweet lethargy,

my blood passed to an anxious fever pitched,

feeling the bite of the lipp of ewe,

of a breast that was firm and full of ewe.

 

But on gazing at ewe and seeing eye smile

that broke from ewe, at this acidic attack,

so differant from my voracious laptop case appetite,

 

my blood stood still, ewe aer mye heart inside my shirt,

and became that porous and golden breast eye love

a pointed and dazzling pain but love.

 

 Miguel CharlaX Hernandaz

 EwethrewaLemonatEye

Pablo Neradu something about Miguel Hernandez
they was friends
more expected later this is conjecture followed by a brief real history it talks of cival war perhaps with Mexico or Cuba CharlaX is guessing now at straw the Uniform that Hernandez wore and the ethnic that he was. Shade of Che Guevara. History is differant He Hernandez he was Spanish he lived in Prison for Thirty Years of life attrition he did die poor and diseased there. He was a CharlaX type poet. Self taught with some education but lacking letters this man was a poet a poet a poet a man. CIVAL WAR who fought it was Spain Versus Spain. OPH. oph is a description adjective like Doh. DOH. Brother against Spainish Brother. INvolving France at some point like all foreign wars. Are not you glad now you read CharlaX Prose?

ComplaintCompliant

ComplaintCompliant

Yahoo stop making those cute ads that move the whole page they scroll once line then twice line then third line opens it drives me bonkers. Yahoo come here and sit down, let's talk
I got a lot to say so I guess I'll start by
Saying that I love you,
But you know, this thing ain't been
No walk in the park for us
I swear it'll only take a minute
You'll understand when I finish, yeah
And I don't wanna see you cry
But I don't wanna be the one to tell you a lie so

stop making the mail page with those stupid moving ads also facebook you gotta look you gotta stop adding ads to every app most people wanna wanna do them wanna wanna do them wanna do them app things the way they way they see them. There is a universal eye dee number on every thing we do now the 666 is on the written crinkle paper but not on the person yet not on the person yet no one at the market will ask you for a facebook page number to get your food to get your food wet. People go to free internet cafes in public places in groups they make noises they ruin my attention and my invoices eye am listening to the things eye do on this computor please be quieter. In Breaking News Jupiter Jack fell down the crack pipe came up hearing better in the car. This is great news for all Blonde women drivers. I watched this man plugg this device into his phone then dial his radio to the station indicated on the dome. It works the speakers now can transmit your message to the reciever and the sender. Not sure how redialers will recieve this. May not work on Conferance callers. But on brain dead drivers on one way conversations eye suggest that it be implemented. Fixx the internet work on the cell phones try hard to be more quiet in the publice eye. These and other things more news at eleven on five.

MONKEYdo

 MONKEYdo

Start Time:	Monday, March 22, 2010 at 6:05am
End Time:	Tuesday, March 23, 2010 at 9:05am
Location:	Worldwide

Network the movie made it look like everyone was tossing them tves out the windows of all the buildings it was a joke it was only on the movie. SOme Idiots are saying the Internet will turn itself off on Monday. What really bothers me is the way you expected all these poor people to fall for this hoodoo. And yes there is some crying and protesting as iff this thing is already occuring they are missing MONDAY event even before it never happens on the internet which thing just cannot be done there is no way they can get every provider service to pull all the plugs so home users please stop worry MOnday will soom come. INcluded in this notation is a google search link http://www.google.com/#hl=en&q=internet+black+out+March+22&aq=&aqi=&aql=&oq=&gs_rfai=&fp=a95dd02ae54fb99e

the only thing that comes close to this MOnkeydo internet solution is either foreign out of date my several years or constant bull. Eye am making this poem on mye Sunday in the event this event transpires. Just kidding ewe. Seems write thing just in case eye cant open laptop case. No results found for no internet day. Check your spelling or try another term. 

 

Sonnetteers

Sonnetteers

Fourteen lines that rhyme with finery poetically correctly avidly indubitably Don Juan Carlos Santyana CharlaX prosed poetry. Off course eye got it wrong there is sixteen finery. Don Quixote Don Wand Don Sand Don Subliminal Don INcredible Don Suggestible INedible.  a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f cheat code for sonneteers.

An ominus beginning Joe Cocker is the greatest blues singer no one thinks of him that way,

but rock and roll beginnings all the old songs sound like him.

Government Mule sounds like Joe Cockers old band,

but only iff they had sang a Million Miles to go back then.

 Autonomous uncertain songs we heard no one can remember them now that no one cares for them at all,

Below this fruited plane the Jets were crashing all in vain.

Chased into the air the waves reverberate the radio brings the pain, Delivered my soul the musick did.

Chasten white in soul the bones laid barely there the sound brings back the pain, Determined to be myeslef again.

 Entertainment where we find it in words of praise we make it for the readers pleased, future makers of the prose. 

Enter worker writer poet planting seeds of maternity growing  something sweet, deciphering. Bring the docket make the mark chop the head bury the bones let me go on to Heaven with them Sonnetteers.

 

 

SafeParoday

SafeParoday

Safe is not safe. A safe place is never a safe place to be. Safe is never safe or ever safe. Safe can be the slider near the outfielder tamping leg with cleats. Safe is not safe then. Safe can be a locking box a devise of man. Open says the thief. Not safe then. Safe is free from harm at home most accidents begin. Safe is a Mothers arms. NO non sorry not safe there now. Safe is the idea in the mind (mabe at one time) thought police take thought and safe away from safe today. Take no thought what you may eat erase the thought the thought police play safe with meat take out the money and go dine. Safe the cooking safe the meat safe the place that you go to eat. NO sorry once again not safe. Safe house. HA ahha. The movies all show them getting offed just from being in that safe house. Safe not. Safe knot. A slip knot tied over twice still comes off the boat is gone. Not safe now. Safe as a Murder of Crows. Safe as a safe shelf up high. Safe as a Cokkie jarred. Safe as a Vaccination. Safe as a Carving painting. To be or not to be safe. To be one with the world one must be the odd one. Safe. Safe is dangerous to be called safe. Safe thinking. Safe action. Safe working. Safe playing. Safe as a BUtter balled up into a patty made into a cokkie too much safe fattening. Safe as fuses. Safe as lighting. Safe as a candle fluttering in the darkening. Safe glasses. Safe connection. With that CharlaX is bleeding into his fibre optics dial up internet free rec center phone lined SAFE place to be today. Smiling down at keys and laughting. SAFE. SafeParoday.

CatcherInTheWry

CatcherInTheWry

I took mye mitt into the wilderness the empty lot had grown the weed were over my head and gone from everyone eye played alone. The game was mine one batt two balls. The smell of weed is strong in empty grown up lots near home. Never mind. The further out in the field eye got away the weed is gone the near decay is summer come. Long ago in a place so far away the end is the new beginning in place of home no where to hang no where to roman road away the wilderness near houses beckons me today. “Life is a game, boy a game iff played alone you loser you become. Life is a game that one plays according to the rules of otheres.”
“Yes, sir. I know it is. I know it.”
Game, boy my animal is a donkey you knoe an ass. Some game, boy. Iff you get on the side where all the hot-shots are then a stupid hot-shot you become, then it’s a game, all right—I’ll admit that. But if you get on the other side, where there aren’t any hot-shots, and you alone are a loser then then what’s a game about it? Nothing. No game. 

The pitcher in the rye is the winner then the Catcher in the rye is only the loser then then what differance can life make to the game then, alone you are a boy, it is only a game then then you finally become a man a loser then. Gone from everyone. Leave me alone.

inududeantiated

 
inududeantiated

CharlaXDiction

Entry number : inududeantiated

 

(Hope springs eternity is inn another place heaven is above the earth below the fruited plane is full of greene beere todaye.)please ognore this short entree eye was trying to begin a poem. ed,note,ed. inududeantiated is the entry.

inududeantiated this word must be a category.

this word must be a noun a descriptive noun describing an event special to a holiday special to the internet (this period is missing)

!st syllablle

in

(inside as in a place of time)

2

udude

two syllables meaning the author repeated hisself due to keyboard error

4

an

 eye am breaking this here ici so you wont see ANT written here this word is very descriptive of a process of large buffons sitting on the couch potatoed out

56

tia nisheeaa    say it this way nisheeaa can you do it minions

7 this is finally the last syllablle (thankzx GOD) we are almost finished now ed.note.ed

ted

ted is the ending of this word

not the mans namme

that means many more people allowed to mess up the internet because it is a holiday and they are all home getting tummy wet

there appears to be seven syllables in this worded and yet when eye pronounce it none of them is missing yes this is the ending.

MuddyStickisGOD

 MuddyStickisGOD

A Religious Paroday

The Missionary was inclined he liked to make the buckets in a line the corners of the tents he tied in four pillars of hope the bugs stayed away from him in dark the village slept. He made a cross the first day he was in the square the Medicine man was making mud in the pitt he took the cross and covered it. The Medicine man said MuddyStickisGOD the Missionary nodded his head and called it Jesus. The whole village danced the dance of Jesus bowing back and forth like windded jugglers they praised this GOD this MuddyStickisGOD they called it Jesus just like the Missionary said it. The Reformer HeadMaster came to the village and was asked to sit and watch the dancers he sat there stoned and listened to them chantters as they called that Muddy Cross the Jesus they sang a song of muddy water calling on this MuddyStickisGOD they bowed before it the Missionary sat there smiling unaware of anything was wrong he liked it. The HeadMaster was the HeadMinister of his religion He asked the Missionary what the MuddyStickisGOD was supposed to represent now to this people to this tribe of Aborgines is the the way we want them to see Jesus? OH yes said this young Missionary they understood me from the very first day they putt the mudd upon the cross sticks very carefully they even called it Jesus dont you see this HeadMasterMinister? He only frowned the poor mans smile away. NO. We see a bunch of Pygmalion Aafricaans worshipping sticks with mudd caste upon them there is no evidence that this is our religion worship in this glen observed is decadent and vague not blessed. Cant you see this my poor Missionary man? He left in his Heliocoptor Car in a paroday of Jesus in the clouds he waved down at no one there all the villagers were still dancing down near the Muddy Cross the Missionary smiling back at them convinced that he and he alone had saved the souls of all them stoned Native dancers in the glen they kept saying Jesus over and over again but some were saying MuddyStickisGOD instead of Jesus. Then is when the real Jesus opened up the sky and stood there looking down at all the villagers dancing there and took only the Missionary with him up to the Heaven in the Sky the Missionary asked him what about them villagers. They will be along later they are saved never worry about that you did a great JOB my little Missionary man for Faith in me is the only thing that saves you. What about the HeadMinisterMaster Reformer in the heliocoptor? He will make it later too he needs more work he needs to take the place of you look down there in the glen he is dancing with the dancers now trying to understand them. And down there in the glen the Former Reformer HeadMasterMinister was dancing with the villagers saying Jesus and MuddyStickisGod and bowing down and chantting and then weaving and dancing like a windded juggler back and forth before this Muddy Cross and he sang a song of muddy water as he sang he sang a song of Jesus saying MuddyStickisGOD.

 

IrishParodayToasts

IrishParodayToasts

WIlliamIrishCharlaX

XXIII

As an unperfect actor on the Irish Emerlaude Parade stage,
Who with his SHot GLass is put beside his BarStool,
Or some fierce Toast replete with too much rage comes wending,
Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart with his own shout;
So I, for fear of fighting, forget to say the toast reply

The perfect ceremony of love's rite is too reply to toasting,
And in mine own love's strength seem to decay the answer to this toast is found,
O'ercharg'd with burthen of mine own love's might May the Heaven Expect YOU SIR a few moments before the Deviol knows that you are dead. .
O! let my looks be then the eloquence from this drunken Toaster
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast still trying to remember just what it was he said,
Who plead for love, and look for recompense,amiss he must have said almost the same thing that eye replied :

May the Devil not ever know your namme ladd;
More than that tongue that more hath more express'd far better then mere human worth can gild it.
O! learn to read what silent love hath written in reply:
To hear with eye belongs to WilliamIrishCharlaX and this drunken toaster at the barrs fine Irishman Parade.................

 

Clownned

Clownned

The boy was not thrilled at this meeting was suggested in a hurry the man held his hand too tightly he wanted to catch the clown before he removed the make up the man wanted the boy to meet the clown. The clown was all unaware and stepping like Clark Kent into his tent he was erasing clown as fast as he could get to be the man. The boy was squirming now unsure of himself the man walked carefully around the desk was surrounded in the center of the tent, the clown was becoming a man swiping his pancake off in a hurry to go out. The boy would not even look up at clown he was keeping his idea of clown inside he would never be able to articulate this clownned to man. The man cleared his frog throat many more times then necessary. The clown kept ignoring them reaching out for medicine. The whiskey bottle had a big RX on like a large medicine bottle but the man could smell it so unsure of himself in front of this clownned he could not even speak. He began to understand boy better. The boy finally got the man attention and they went out of the tent once outside the man said nothing to the boy but nodded once back at the tent and off they went to home. The boy could not speak for several days and weeks finally went bye the man went back to clownned to try one final try. The Circus packing all the tents are coming down the poles of clownned needed packing and so the man began to helping. The clown surprised he said to man what gives why help me eye remember the boy was so upset but eye was drinking and in a hurry to get more before the ABC Store closes early on a Saturday understand? The man a Christian said calm and cool eye the man and Father of the boy we do forgive you. Then he went hurried back to boy to tell him of the clownned was gone. The boy said eye am better Father do not speak to me of clownned you said that we forgive him its best for me just not to remember eye will never drink the medicine like eye saw was whiskey ruling clown. The Christian man just smiled. They never ever visited the Circus even once more upon a time. The end.

On the making of INfunction

On the making of INfunction

 The Treatise of CharlaX explains it.

First half. 

copy and paste

INfunction

because eye aint got 400 of your earthling years to write lengthy novels of fright You will never understand this poetic INfunction iff you are coming from an educated guess. Lengthy tomes belong to Doctores with that syndrome clock sitting in the den ticktock four fingers of smooth malt elbow bent pinky extended out at that impossible europeon angle making strang sipping sounds only drunks themselves every really hear. Fortuitous action as time slip streams into fourteen days later they emerge with the second mortgage paid in full is the title of the new novel the manuscript penned. Foward is to Haarvard Law eye never even once pulled a pistol off my belt from a holster meant to save my own life my natural life them days is over not living in a western now. This first part was in the notebook penned bye CharlaX in the middle of a SUnday night. When eye opened this and copied this eye changed a lot of this because. The spelling of Doctores is purpose vague not funny eye am a poet eye talk funny cause eye have a broken tooth in mye jaw. Eye am sincerely.

 

 

Second half.

copy and paste

 When eye smoked eye counted time in five minute incremeants each cigarette a little time device devised to let me knoe the time. The bottemless was my glass was always half full never half empty. It takes time to leave one area to arrive at another the incursion is the process that is called the INfunction. The end result is always chaoes. INcluding the hurry avoiding the accidents that plague us all we hurry to avoid the rushing water soon it comes to add the miser hoards his gold and waits for leaving day the rush too many cooks while spoil the broth the breath the breathe into this tube tell me you bare sober once then twice the missive misses him. The aforementioned and the adjutant adjusted Infunction. Yes eye have the time. You read the poem you hit or then you miss. All of this is a subliminal message for you to stop smoking NON non wait wait eye am just joking now. The entired second half of this poem was penned on the google document only when eye was online again. Here is the explain it. in function is the way google search looked up the photo. Eye searched the web for large words of time. Let me rephrase this to make it worth your time. Eye wanted large knowledgeable wording to make the ending look appealing and what eye got was what you get appalling. INcremeants not increamments or incrememints there is a reason you may not know about for chaoes is this way in poetry. Eye am sincerley.

INfunction

INfunction

because eye aint got 400 of your earthling years to write lengthy novels of fright You will never understand this poetic INfunction iff you are coming from an educated guess. Lengthy tomes belong to Doctores with that syndrome clock sitting in the den ticktock four fingers of smooth malt elbow bent pinky extended out at that impossible europeon angle making strang sipping sounds only drunks themselves every really hear. Fortuitous action as time slip streams into fourteen days later they emerge with the second mortgage paid in full is the title of the new novel the manuscript penned. Foward is to Haarvard Law eye never even once pulled a pistol off my belt from a holster meant to save my own life my natural life them days is over not living in a western now. When eye smoked eye counted time in five minute incremeants each cigarette a little time device devised to let me knoe the time. The bottemless was my glass was always half full never half empty. It takes time to leave one area to arrive at another the incursion is the process that is called the INfunction. The end result is always chaoes. INcluding the hurry avoiding the accidents that plague us all we hurry to avoid the rushing water soon it comes to add the miser hoards his gold and waits for leaving day the rush too many cooks while spoil the broth the breath the breathe into this tube tell me you bare sober once then twice the missive misses him. The aforementioned and the adjutant adjusted Infunction. Yes eye have the time. You read the poem you hit or then you miss.

DisLocaTioned

                                                                                                                                      

 DisLocaTioned

EveryBody has got to be somebody sometime. EveryBody has got to be somewhere sometime. Hillsides glens dales oasis clear spaces forests parks lost waysides lost wilderness. Try to go and place a place at park place is taken they will come they will tag your door they will tell you to move on you cannot stay you cannot come they want the pristene chapels to be precondtioning they mark the trail they flag the corners of the new instigations they investigate the caverns. They asked me where was eye located in a tent just in a tent or a house like they was really interested. Hide in a well or just go and hide well they really have a problem with that free word dwell. Even iff even or even with even more. Four or fourty miles away they send in heliocoppers they repel down the hill to get you away from them places to stay all them wonderful free places to stay are just wrong for the throngs. Running in place with a white sheet upon a young Casper with eye holes so to see who to flee from. Not warm enought clothing needs to be at least manufactured sown buttoned up and zippered. Cover me with lots of snow to putt off building too put off go eye do not wish to travel now in winter wait till spring has come the snow must cover me must cover me till when the dislocation finally comes. Real life imitation art the snow is falling now its almost whiteouting the final pinal solution for mye Sunday coming down too hard the rain in Spain falls mainly on the Plain old snow reverberate again. Like a white pussy cat all covered with sooting. DisLocaTioned

SavedChances

SavedChances

Shaved Canches

SLaved Romances

Slavic Prodigal Treks

Anchient Chinese Medicines

Runn the power corded out past the outback make me an outlet near the ruins of Nepal and eye will go be on the internet near GOD the option is amazing the option is to die the online life eye love as poet is the only one eye have in time never mind the highway wayside never mind the wasted years in fears and tears and careening controls all wired up wrong the platatonic useless past while gone still arreares its ugly head in bed with all the lionesses withstanding all the liones throttled by the bottomless pitted without olives only pickled with the bringing inn of sheaves while sheep never sleep in dens of antiquity. Disallusionmeant is learning that everything you do has a cause celebre but nothing you ever do affects said cause its danger to continue thinking in directions. Money paid on account goes directly in that said accountant gets that money even if you paid for a book by Jack Kerouac he got zip he got nada Jack only got Jack. Sorn Pucks. Sorn is not good so low. Pucks to be a grindley fair, a grindly bare. Hairy foaming logs of histute porrige missing the bowl making the proceleon all shiney brightey read this again its not what you was thinking. Talking about corn flakes and breakfastes. Road food and birthdays. Poetry and odor. Socks need powder but no one goes there when the clothing dries it will be less offensive when its dry again they says. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CharlaXPerfidy

CharlaXPerfidy

 My boots is more important then my fish is less important then my pants is more important then my drink is less important then my bath is least important then them all eye take a change of clothing from the wall of snow is hiding me wont last its melting hurry fast is not an option food is plentifull repast eye eat more then eye need but nothing lasts eye listen to the India refrain the Jethro Tull in pain my sorrow flees away the ear is more important then the tooth is more important then the eye is more important then the rain has stopped the snow has gone the sun is shining down on God above with His Own Son looks down and frowns on Man fingerpainting was the best thing ever done the child was happy then limits of a forgotten place eye tried to hide my pleasure from the human race the teacher sees she knoes that this young boy has found some pleasure in this painting making swirls making holes quick hide the paper tear it up tear it up tear it up ah oh ah oh my god dont let them see dont let them know they must not they must not ever know what hidden pleasure this boy does the limits of a heart grow up

CitEScapE

CitEScapE

The semi-permanent landscape of anytown USA anytown anytime anywhen anywhere you look to the right of the roadaway is the rightofway is what they call that; on the left just a little past the roadway is the barren space in every city has them. There is what is called the other side of the tracks is over there past the roadway now on the right side looking back out over that expanse there is usually a house there past that rightofway. The house has a barren yard a porch of empty and the sidewalk makes a tee up to that paintless door. No one comes near to the visit no one is ever there home. No lights at night are visible corner has no shelter from the storm. Inside the foyer is mold and mildew extrapolated ferns out of control growing up both flights of staires pushing up out of the windows now and then coming up out of the basement roots in cellar starting there. Iff you could yank away the ferns the whole house just would collapse the walls pancaking near the kitchen sealing all them shuts away. Hangging by a large knotted rope to replace the hangging by a thread or sealed upside down with tape. Them ferns reiterate. A fortress of tension near the rear of the portico a courtyard of drear. This roadway turns one way each way on every CitEScapE.

Gone

Gone

 loss like using nota for note and enlace for link the user page may be in a foreign placed but translation of the fittest marks us all on facebook its a free for all the walk away from door was hard the bar was beckon only once then resistance came from inner sanctum modium home was early drift was gone the hill exposed to elemental decay has come the heart twice bitten quite shy the laminated credit card is dry gonna buy that mockingbird a ring gonna hide beneathe its wing gonna singe the hide away in spring what differance does it make when people get the christmas story garbled and all wrong the Jesus family Mother May eye Mary and her Joseph had no wagon anyhow they rode EgYptian Camels no saddles only blocks to steppe upon my stomach eats the food eye give it makes a nothing later when no more is proffered in it eye get so hurtfull when she slurs me cause its love real love it hits me harder then intended she meant to make depression not at all she has no guile she is made out of love Jesus may forgive me after all just cause eye love her so

EasterPoeminMarch

 EasterPoeminMarch

 The empty tomb is the evident return is immanent the Apostle Paul must have had a Dell Laptop in his tents.

im·ma·nent

–adjective

1.

remaining within; indwelling; inherent.

2.

Philosophy. (of a mental act) taking place within the mind of the subject and having no effect outside of it. Compare words with swords just as sharpe.

3.

Theology. (of the Deity) indwelling the universe, time, etc.Compare apples with oranges inside(def. 3).  This is editing on a ed.note.ed charlax poetry poem. Do not get too confusion is not my problem. Just say Jesus as he is risen we believe also HE is coming back in the clouds the way he went up to them Heavens. Raising dead and raising dead the first and then the last shall rise with HIM. Remember now the song the Saints go MARCHing inn. Eye like to play on words I love to make the rhymes when they are just for HIM. NOW when the saints go march ing inn yes eye want to be in that number when the saints go march ing inn.

 

JOkes

JOkes

Knock Knock Whos there

Dell A farmer

no just dell who is dell

a farmer a farmer in the dell

whos there dell with the farmer in the dell

wait why is this so hard to finish this

Who is really there Dell with the farmer on his laptop

 Tom Tom Thumbed Thumbed The lights went off the electricity went out Tom thumbed the light switch with no quick result charlax seven android one tells computor jokes tell no one just read mye lipps is sown

Tom Thumbed
 Tom thumbed the light switch on and off not hurried just testing the connection. Jim came inn and said the power went off how can we help you.

Tom said bring me a candle quick. Jim went and got Tom a candle quick.

Light it said Tom.

Why do you need it so quick.

I forgot to log out of Yahoo eye need to see the computor screen.

  Elephant JOke

There is no way this Elephant can use a laptop.

Why not?

He is scared of the mouse pad.

  KNock KNock JOke

Knock Knock

Who is there ?

Dell

Dell who?

Dell makes the best laptops.

No Joke!

 

Best Computor Joke eye got (the only one) four now.

The Park Ranger walks up into the camp where the BEAR is tearing up the campsite is wasted. The man is inside the tent with his wife she is screaming bloody murder. The Ranger calmly draws out his pistol and points his at the BEAR telling the people inside the tent to remain calm. He says MISTER in the tent EYE am going to SHOOT this bear now , so get ready. The man yelling incoherently says STOP. DONT shoot just like they all do in the movies. The Ranger hesitatingly says Are you worried about your wife? No sir comes the answer quickly. I just got a new Dell laptop COmputor.

 

 

 

 

WhiteBrooks

WhiteBrooks

There was nothing so very remarkable in the Rabbits escape; nor did Brooks think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbits say to themselves, `Oh dear! Oh dear! We shall escape her!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbits actually took the watches out of all the little waistcoat-pocketses, and looked at them so crossly, and then hurried away, Brooks started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen such whiterabbits with either full waistcoat-pocketses, or watches to take out of them, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the yarded field after them, and fortunately was just in time to see all of them pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedges. Where WhiteBrooks followed them to Heaven.

 

  

BRICK ya Hod

The bricklayer looked down the scaffold at the hod holderer the new man was looking up expectantly his face was boyish his want was only to please this new boss man oh please there was a time in your pasture that all of you were just like this young worker. Its easy he told the boy smiling when he said this to him fill the HOD with the mortar hand it up when eye say mortar. I will say it twice more then eye will say Brick then you lay down the Hod and hand me up a brick. The boy looked down between the Hod and the brick and the layer knew now that he had him a winner a real Crackerjack is what they call them. And so they began to block up the wall. Block by block brick by brick hod by fullish hod they inched. The boss yelling down mortar the boy handing up hod full. Then is when it finally happened. The man yelled mortar only twice then he yelled brick in the young workers face was so confused that he handed up the third tray of mortar in the HOD without even thinking he was so now used to it. Uncharacteristically the man frowned down and dropped his level tool on the ground. It bounced once to signify the sound of the boy his mistake was self evident on his young face was a frown reminiscient of little Crackerjack Horner. Oh Sir whay did you say brick after only two hod fulls ? The old man slicked back his combover smiled down at the boy and he frowned. All he said to this gentleboy now. "Corner."

ReBackPedaling

 

 ReBackPedaling

 Doth the maker feel the snow the wet the rain the cold? Or doth he only make a paroday for thee? A CharlaXWilliamSOnnett
  ReBackPedaling

Doth the maker feel the snow the wet the rain the cold? Or doth he only make a paroday for thee? Perhappenstance he doth them both a little moreth then he liketh. A CharlaXWilliamSOnnett
 Sonnet 94 They that have power to hurt,

as like unto the Gods and will do none
They that have power to hurt and will do none are like the Gods,
That do not do the thing they most do shower down the rain

the wind the sun the snow upon us all as seeing that they do this monumental land fall,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
edificied above the clouds in sky

Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, as ice they 

impart no love to one another in the heavens
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces from the dead they rise
And husband nature's riches from expense

not out of pocket or the fence;
They are the lords and owners of one anothers faces,

indeed they all look like there Jesus
Others but minions of their excellences.
The summer's flower is to the summer sweat

and toil in haywired poultry found asleep,
Though to itself it only live and die is cast in teeth,
But if that flower with base infection meet the owner who is God the Fatherer ,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:

indeed he bes the beast that he can be
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
iff thou canst but believe me

try the sweet and sour pork rinds near the door

Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

Doth GOD feel the rain the answers no.

Sonnet 94 They that have power to hurt, and will do none
They that have power to hurt and will do none,
are also Godlike being less then stupid

That do not do the thing they most do shower nothing

like the fires of EgYpt down on those who must deserve this fire and ice,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,

above is all so nicely taken up
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, there is no reasone to heat up

seeing there is no seasons in the heavens
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces

 from the resurrections facing thus eternity
And husband nature's riches from expenses incurred

from using wrongfully the liberty;
They are the lords and owners of their various faces,
Others but stewards of the minions fair to middeling there.
The summer's flower is to the summer

sweet as hay baled wet,
Though to itself it only live and die is hard aluminum like cans,
But if that flower with base infection meet the fan,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:

forsooth the beast in paroday
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;

left over things turn rancid in the seeds
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

 Doth GOD who made the rain feel wet the answers non.

TreeAddicted

TreeAddicted

The Surgeon made a house call to the tree housed near the Golf coarse was the bark and dry to the touch of the famous tree doctor Guss. Well the neighbor hood watch complained again he cant see the clock the one they call Big Bend, your leaves and your trunk are hanging over you are addicted again. Sap. My professional opinion is pinion sap is blocking your membrains you need a new rapp your talk is all wrong you are slurring again you seem now to be an addicted tree friend listen to eye overcame the same problem now eye am Doctoring treating the addicts like yew wont you listen and at least admit that you have a real problem dont deny it come clean now admit it dont live in your denial. The sad tree became mad now the Doctor had to step a little to the left to avoid the sap spittle from the beard of this giant Oaken Elm. Eye am the greatest tree that ever lived he began to deny it. Eye have no sap problem in fact no problem of any kind let the watch man step a little to the left of the incline then he can see the clock called the Big Bend let them eat cake let them opine let them dine and the Tree Surgeon just walked away letting the Oaken Elm tree relate to the sidewalk was trying to slink down away from the terrible fate of this tree full of sap let the minions relate to this fate stop hangging all over every time you go on a tree date with sap running down the large doubled chin marring the outfit makeing men grin look at the easy lay look at the drunken old sot full of pot full of want. Your barking and your bite in the night get you in trouble all sorts of odd fellowes will call. Cry Wolf let them harm all the other trees now. Get sober stop using the sap. Get a clean outfit get a new thinking capp.
 

GoodCaseScenerio

GoodCaseScenerio

thought one

eye can scoot booger down the highway back to arizona stop

not the best idea she ever had stop

i like to make this look like its a telegraphic stop

I can walk or hitchhike the bike will not make it there stop

eye i I AI see stop

arizona is not an option stop

thought two

eye can try to stay here ici sneaking past the paintball guarding the building they are making for the tourists stop

even iff they ignored the white elephant on the lawn they would step over to the fence and shott them paint balls down on topp of mye tarpp stop

I could start over and make another Bizarro land Colorado place to live dont laught at me I really thought about this one a lot there is nothing wrong with this idea stop

eye could make a fortress near the reservoir on the topp of the hill and stay in winter all my life stop

i could like to stay but twold give the lambea heart failure i must rethink this attitude i have of survival is what kept me alive all winter stop

third thought is best

GoodCaseScenerio is to leave now Colorado on the buss and wake up Tuesday Mourning in New Mexico to look for a new internet connection this is what the babay lameba wants STOP

Guess where CharlaX is going now STop.

Next stop is New Mexico on a GoodCaseScenerio.

 

 

 

 

 

Pre666_Tribulation

 Pre666_Tribulation

Before the end the end will start again. The signs of the time is final appear. The Bible is not cloudy. Clearly you can see the way its gonna be. Eye will no longer be here when they begin the last party. A Mark upon my hand no way eye hate tattoes I have some say so about what is written upon me. No Way you say a number upon my Head non dead is much preferred to standing In a line of fornication time. Fortification lines in front of Market doors once inside the fighting has begun they ripp the food out of each others hands like birds or dogs or sorcerors. Who wants to live like animals at feeding time. http://www.greeleytribune.com/article/20091206/BUSINESS/912059940/1006 

an added related article of clothing non non wait charlax is focused on what am eye wearing that stinks. This is meant to be a serious discussion of what is fixing to happen. There will be no trash cans outside the store no bag laddies shopping for no more will there be any homeless people they are all buried down behind that steeple in the Church Cemetary near the CreamAsTory in collective graves they haul them ashes heads gone from all the bodies of the righteous. Jesus Saves. Behind the facaded memory of CharlaX is the love he takes to heaven for his Violet. All that remains of us shall love for all eternity in Jesus Heaven where the poor homeless people all wind up from Pre666_Tribulation.

ComedicExpression

ComedicExpression

 

All the old tired jokes entail comedic expression. The telling delivery handed to the crowd fails to bring a smile go home empty handed the thought that comes to me just now somehow handed past the plow boy blues and hand delivered to the liverworst still funny to the crowd of eaters telling awefull boring one liners but getting laughs while only the new up and comers young men with great funny new material never get the crowd response but only silence then guffaws. They frown out at the room they never understand the no applause light is on in wings of stage they walk away the house lights dim muttering eye just dont get it eye knoe that eye am funnier than that why wont they laugh why wont they laugh. Then old Henny Youngman walks out on the same stage the old comedic expression from the grave. The old stale material the suit of worsted smelling like the goat broiled in wool embellishment embroiled in his old jokes. If you are rich he says then eye am available.

monk e

  monk e

This is a test of this cababaleititiey

this is a tesdt of theis system

this is a monkey bored

this is a monkey b oard

this is a monkey a Mon k borde

a monk

testing his religious fervor

and his small ample frame

eye am human

eye am a man

please do not desert me again

LOZLX

 

monk e

  monk e

This is a test of this cababaleititiey

this is a tesdt of theis system

this is a monkey bored

this is a monkey b oard

this is a monkey a Mon k borde

a monk

testing his religious fervor

and his small ample frame

eye am human

eye am a man

please do not desert me again

LOZLX

 

monk e

  monk e

This is a test of this cababaleititiey

this is a tesdt of theis system

this is a monkey bored

this is a monkey b oard

this is a monkey a Mon k borde

a monk

testing his religious fervor

and his small ample frame

eye am human

eye am a man

please do not desert me again

LOZLX

 

SaulTheSaintedPaul

SaulTheSaintedPaul

 

We know you. The Jews yelled at Paul the Saul of former rich man days he no longer looks the part of rich Taurses fame he sports an old wool coat the fringe is trailing off he steps absently upon the trail looking for the next travail. Unable to hold his tounge he turns tword the gang of Jews and spouts off his coat so dirty where it touches his neck his arms his wrists hang limp his walk so lame he yells at this Jew gang.
Paul is shaking his coat as he speaks this out loud he is FORMING words with this his mouth " Hey you FILTHY hearts you Jews eye wish that eye had never been one of you at all eye can be this Christian and be poor eye can be rich iff eye can sell a tent today at the market place the bread is there the wine is there in place of love we try to find a way to carry on just stay away from me and mine you murdous gang of Jew killers." At this he quickly turned away muttering a prayer to Jesus "Saint Jude he says be with me eye am sorry now for baiting them with pity." At his new event the Jews picked up stones to fling at him he heard a voice from the sky near the sun. "Land and sky will cease to be, but my words
will stand to eternity." And then he layed down in his poor coat covered with the gangers stones there and then he died. The mercy turned to harm for all the poor of GOD. The Saints of God stood there around the Apostle Paul they prayed there they held hands in a circle perhaps perhaps not perhaps they just collectively prayed for the fallen Brother and then it happened the former Saul of Taurses did recover life and then he stood there it was over. This is the way eye like to assume that it endded. The Jews saw him one by one they saw that he was still alive as iff they could not believe there eyes they noticed that he did not miss sunrise the morning after they had killed him dead he was still there walking around the market placed in his old coat smiling and selling a tent to get his bread and wine and yes his love. After all he was still SaulTheSaintedPaul.

CharlaXInnhisDell

The secondary battery is like unto the first battery. 

When you hook up to a internet provider you are also subject to the printer and the fax line there they may be able to print all your secrets websites and passwords and emails and addresses and nammes and stuff you would not divulge to them under torture. CharlaX is so bummed out now. I do not see how it could be anything worse unless the ewe has left me eye still attempt to try to live and access this internet thingy. She has been missing me for four days straight a new record for now my nerves is shot the life is almost over now and gone. The pearly gate has beckoned the time is shorter now. She sent this You are a ( and left this blank) I can only add that she must have meant CharlaX. She managed to plunge me back into depression there is no reason to finish this now or ever. Poetry is dead in this one. Resurrection comes slowly back to thaw my heart of gold again eye am willing now to try. UNless she loves me there is no looking back there is no further life there is no reason to continue on. The signal taht I have at home is not too strong so there is no need of a new battery now. SHe came to gmail she lifted up my heart is now the stronger one has won. She decided now on life.

 

 

SILKJjAaPpaNnFujiMamma

making a high koo

smiling at fuji mamma
silk man is drawing 

QuiteQuiet

Connetiquite Connectiquiet

Quite the plan. Quiet the plan.

Quite the plan is a statesmen say

an observation port used in this way

as a sentance as a senate

As Senator HarnQuite was addressing

his envelope he notices

longingly and lovingly

Secretary HawThorne

Asked to be quiet the plan

said to the Senator that is still quite the plan

The Senator say to her Quiet the plan

I know what you mean said she

Keep it hush hush

mention it less

pay it under the table

quite said he

quiet said she