Sunday, February 8, 2009

CharlaXNudeReview


CharlaXNudeReview


Iff
ewe read a charlax poem just one of them ewe never have to read
another one they aer all the same poem he just rearranges all the
letters on the page. The same old tired adjectives the descriptive
nouns all those hurried and misspelled adverbs. And those verbs why
the very idea of verbs seems foreign to this guy.
It
may seem to ewe that eye make the same poem over into another and
yet
eye challenge yew to check them out each one is differant
although the theme may fool you all they become the newest thing the
best part of charlax is his prose ...the mixed up gerbils in our
cages look down at charlax poems and do there business. A burp is
just a burp a sigh is just a sigh a kis is just for ewe. A burp
becomes a belch when there is more than one of them in a row. They
are small so they have to stick together. When it is silent in the
room it comes out loud. No one turns to look the silent is defining.
Eye bet you thought he was gonna say the silence was deafening. IM
not gonna. Ya can’t make me nyah nyah nyah so there. As eye lay
in the storm with the cover getting wet eye let myself a dream and
dreamed of ewe. Wet the rain wet the bed wet the bags and head but
dry the charlax prose. Perhaps you looked into this idea and froze
the ice thawing slowly from your nose the entire surface of the
planet encased in air. Just remember this and never forget the length
of an Elephant nose is always three times the length of his ear. In
Africa not In India. The ones with the larger ears. African
Elephants. Always dark gray in color with white ivory tusks. The hide
the ear and the trunks. Made in China stamped on the inside of the
ears with a hoopdy. And the tattoo on the shoulder of the ham says
Samsonite. Ham African Elephant. He lives in Idaho. Just testing ewe
to see iff ewe was listening.



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