Saturday, February 28, 2009

Speeled[1]



Speeled


The
poor boys flung nicles down on the corornor. The horse was moving way
too fist. Eye drew mye pencil from mye notebook and drooped it on the
tarmac. The back of the bus is for drinking. Move along little
doggies. Eye am trying the attempt will undertaker. Perhaps yews just
don’t understander. When the aliens take over and make me King
things will changer. Articles and participles hanging in arrears.
Call the office and tell them eye am later. There is not whole there
is only half. Some drinks are fizzy and non alchol but buzz just fin.
My new watch said half fast so eye am late the bus was on time so eye
stopped off. Eye am a little a head of myeself butt only a little
behind. Eye pinched the bitten the large punic bitten then eye
hollurd halper halper eye. Commandeering a tractor pull the switched
to on position the pulloe to fight the backed of the seated drover.
You can throw a fight even throw a fit but do not throw the baby into
the bath water is filthy no matter how you filter it is not Holy
unless the Priest of Judas kisses it. Something remembered after a
bus ride is best largely ignored and forgotton until after only your
return the swans to Capistrano WOW look at all those small Sparrows
in the lake. Nicles not nickels not nickles not nice flat silver five
cents pieces come look at this dumb pome Martha. What a creep this
author is speeled.






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