Monday, February 9, 2009

TheStork


TheStork


Old
Wives Tales and other memorabilia The Stork was failing her wings
were weighted in the storm she made a wrong turn over Arkansas. She
was supposed to be at New York. Or anywhere rich people should be
born. The CharlaX baby was heavy to the stork she decided to drop him
in a very small town with others of his kind. But they were poor not
like the rich people he should have been taken to at all. She found a
mother full of love. She was so nice. An alien for earth. A fallen
Martyr for her Jesus God her worth untold. The duck hunter shot the
stork soon after she delivered eye to earth. Stuff happens.

65% Oxygen 18% Carbon 10% Hydrogen 3% Nitrogen 1.5% Calcium 1%
Phosphorous 0.35% Potassium 0.25% Sulfur 0.15% Sodium 0.15% Chlorine
0.05% Magnesium 0.0004% Iron 0.00004% Iodine about $4.50p up some
from when eye was a child of GOD. A child of Jesus now. Eye can place
mye life into stages. Child. Devil. Man. Child up to the age of
consent. Devil after that drunk and full of lusting. Until the age of
49 a man was born in a desert clime. Eye always figured that stork
got just what she deserved perhaps some poor people out camping in
the city dump returned the meat to GOD they must have had a feast on
that one bird. Perhaps she left a nest with hatchlings and a Stork
came near enought to imprint upon the little eggs the needed mother
love. Endangered as they aer in the wilderness the Stork is very
rare. The Stork that bore me did not die in veins but left replicas
of her love they reared up fine. From egg to flying wing. A mother’s
love will grow and win and live. Even iff raised in the wild and
poor. TheStork.



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