San Antonio Cx
by Charles Robert Hice on Wednesday, August 24, 2011 at 1:47pm
San Antonio Cx
eye lost a good facebook friend because she could not understand a simple paroday Jorge Luis Borges the poet from Argentia who hung the garden in the crossroads truly when eye began this paroday eye did not knoe he wrote science fiction but the picture yes eye said to self it looks like Jules Verne ? thank you minion for the cudoes eye have yet to read anything that this person wrote yet eye knoe he liked to time travel he was interested in the theme of the computor as a tool perhaps eye will attempt the paroday now eye see the Garden hanging in the sky. The vines the tendrils the meat of those tomatoes or tomaytos. those little green leaves nothing not even rabbits ever eat a plant like the BIG RED SEEDED FRUIT LIKE VEGETABLES hanging in the middle of the turning. The crossroad stood the test of time. The laptop told me where to find the Poet he was standing under the garden waiting for the tomotoes to get ripe he was catching them in his CHap Book and making red parodays of butterflies. Even from my distance eye could here the squishy wet sound of a book closing on a ripe tomato he chose a small one and squished it for me he seemd to knoe eye was there behind the bend THIS is a womens dream he told me and eye smiled for eye like to dream of laptop things and the Argentia poet who has a google page then asked me why is your book so big and as eye stood underneath the cantaloupe vine eye smiled as eye caught one in the pages and it squished into three womens back to kissing back to back the ripe color of the cantaloupe more near the color of a women then the red of the tomato vine. The laptop dreams of ewe. When eye am online eye dream of dandelion wine and ewe and hummingbird vines.
perhaps he may have like this poem Cx
eye lost a good facebook friend because she could not understand a simple paroday Jorge Luis Borges the poet from Argentia who hung the garden in the crossroads truly when eye began this paroday eye did not knoe he wrote science fiction but the picture yes eye said to self it looks like Jules Verne ? thank you minion for the cudoes eye have yet to read anything that this person wrote yet eye knoe he liked to time travel he was interested in the theme of the computor as a tool perhaps eye will attempt the paroday now eye see the Garden hanging in the sky. The vines the tendrils the meat of those tomatoes or tomaytos. those little green leaves nothing not even rabbits ever eat a plant like the BIG RED SEEDED FRUIT LIKE VEGETABLES hanging in the middle of the turning. The crossroad stood the test of time. The laptop told me where to find the Poet he was standing under the garden waiting for the tomotoes to get ripe he was catching them in his CHap Book and making red parodays of butterflies. Even from my distance eye could here the squishy wet sound of a book closing on a ripe tomato he chose a small one and squished it for me he seemd to knoe eye was there behind the bend THIS is a womens dream he told me and eye smiled for eye like to dream of laptop things and the Argentia poet who has a google page then asked me why is your book so big and as eye stood underneath the cantaloupe vine eye smiled as eye caught one in the pages and it squished into three womens back to kissing back to back the ripe color of the cantaloupe more near the color of a women then the red of the tomato vine. The laptop dreams of ewe. When eye am online eye dream of dandelion wine and ewe and hummingbird vines.
perhaps he may have like this poem Cx
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