ShoppingCartPedaler

ShoppingCartPedalerThe box was small as boxes go and eye unwrapped it like a Christmas Presented unto me. Eye was looking for a much larger device they had it nano sized. There was two pedals in the center a post between them and two posts on each side with a leveler on each post to make it adjustable they had a guide that moved back and forth one on each side. It was made out of titanium steel. The instructions are as follows:Fold Tab A into Tab B attaché line C wait this was instructions for recycling the box my new device had came in. They said the instructions were in the device in the center bar your first attempt at using this is to completely break the bar down and then build the device to get to knoe your new machine. Seems reasonable. So eye attached the New Device to the Shopping Cart eye had FOUND and scrounge an old IGA shopping cart complete with white paint all over the plastic seat. Garretts Iga Supermarket in OLD Tucson provided me a shopping cart eye found it on Broadway Avenue so far away from their location as to be bizarre. The bars fit so snug eye had to tap them in with a ballpin hammer. No ewe ewe aer thinking of a BALLPEEN hammer that’s differant. A ballpin hammer has two hammer ends is much smaller a device the thing went on the cart and moves the wheels when eye peddle it goes so fast as the wind. Eye passed a girl on her bicycle she was sweating under her eyes eye have done that it seems like tears but it’s the wind that does it. She wiped her stuff and slung it on me it hit eye and eye almost crashed but kept it between the white lines. Eye did decide to move back to the sidewalk it was more suitable for the cart then the bike lane. The Police near the collage clocked me at 93 miles and hour and made me donate the cart to the Church they confiscated the device and made me promise to walk to the lieberry from now on and HOW was your week gentile readers ewe. That’s all folks from the ShoppingCartPedaler.

ApologeticaeCharlaX

ApologeticaeCharlaXPoetry is dead the poet is dead the audience is dead. Poetry has died. A flameless death. Dearth to poetry. Listen to eye eye did not make a dancing bear charlax to compete with Monday night football on TV or complete the poems on a time table for everyone to read. Eye did not expect fifteen thousand hits each and every day and so eye am not very disappointed. Who wants to go to Grave knoeing that he is worthless and yet it happens every day a drunkard dies in sleep not knoeing where they aer burying him he would prevent it iff he still retained his strength he would fight off his attackers and pick the best resting place upon the hill like any other gorilla will. Perhaps eye will not even be depressed by thinking of mye own demise and leaving all them poems far behind the people so confused the eye namme no nammes the pennyworth of candy failed the libel and the sorcery failed no fame on Broadway for a normal man prehappenstanced. Iff eye opened up a thousand cans and poured water in them to get the dregs off the sides and to get all the little letters of the alphabets besides in soup with no regrets or angsts it would never make a Chile mix but soup is what it always is. Eye am a Student with many X in the equation. The program we are using does not recognize the X. So the teacher has solution she said do not use the X. No substitution. No you may use the Y instead. She expects the students to think and act like the accordion. They call each other up the conversation is abrupt they tell each other nothing. Each person has to function. In this demonstration X is simply nothing non existence. X is the Public Lieberry System. Giving nothing to the Public in its namme. Control freaks getting paid. Perhaps they still use Cremation on the remains of poor poets that they find demised. Eye do not even want to think about that. Eye had a life. Eye became a poet. Eye became a writer. Perhaps the Charon will still ferry eye to the Elysian Fields to eat fruit of every tree forever without the two pence he usually demands. Eye can lean on the oar and say sorry old bean but they burnt me to a crispt. Nothing much survived but you can shift the ashes in mye vase and find mye face it will still smile and there inside the ashes where mye heart it will still say VI. NO not a Roman Numeral but short for Violette mye wife. Eye must again apologize.

{S}WordPlay

{S}WordPlayEntails hangging down form the Garden Of The City Of Babylon, the men with no knowledge meet in the rear of the grove of britches trees. The mudd near the open space is full of sentiments. There are sentimentary layers fully visible in the cross section open to the public at eleven pay 5p to Inter their lavae feeding area. The lavae are tame your children can feed them with the socks of lavae food provided they move fast for they floe quickly step fastidiously hurriedly attack the floe with the contents of the socks see how quickly all the lavae food will dissarrear. Retaliate back to your cars and intergrate onto the throwway near. Visit some time next year the portal only opens once the lieberrian is near too close she distributes me it is distributing unto eye. Wait. NO time to fini-- ----. Goodbye.

AtomicPowderedThing

AtomicPowderedThingA Paroday of the 666 Mark of the Beast OR just an idea from nowhere. We at Lutinous.com@org have built the ultimate device we have the AtomicPowderedThing® for individuals who knoe. You need some money for your drugs or just to drink a real quick fix just take out your AtomicPowderedThing® and blast it at the ground when you are done there is a million of them dollar things all gold and shiny p just laying there for buying and for selling anything you want. Just remember it is hard to chew Jerky with three teeth so keep avoiding the gangers with three members. They like to fight a lot. With necks of red and lots of wanting they seem to act like robots more and more no Android would be caught dead in order to complain to maker why did eye die. Eye have mye number now. It lays upon mye head and hand eye scan in front of all the stores and enter inn but there is nothing left to buy. Perhaps eye have been a little hasty in accepting Devils marking eye traded JESUS and his Heaven for malarkey and a Bright New Shiny AtomicPowderedThing®. Bread and meat and peppers red and green. Very soon eye will be able to write one poem every day and it will be the very same one with food for a theme and words that do not rhyme like a poem and yet it is a story written in the form of poetry and everyone will stop reading eye will be the laughing stock of Terrytown. They will say what happened did his implanted medication just run out. Why did he not just slap the number on his head and in his hand and buy them out or shoot his AtomicPowderedThing® at them and run. What fun. Eye can scan the 666 and enter inn the store only to find the shelves are empty product gone. What were you looking for a fish or stone? All gone.!

TheCloudMinders

TheCloudMindersCommercialFrom Mohasco® Mohasco® Serial Grains brings you DisruptorCereal® The high demand for CBS® reruns has forced us to hit the new children’s market again. Disruptor comes in one flavor only to avoid the CaptainCrunch® syndrome most children separated all the differant colors and drove the MILF’s crazy. The creatures in the flakes are Trogglights. There is not marshmallow bites. They are made out of real pieces of beef jerky. In fact the meat flavor is disguised by the addition of Lots of Monosodium Glutamate. When the milk hits this mess even Captain Kirk smiles down at HIS bowl. Spock loves them. Scotty would have eaten them. They will not menace your society or Federation of Planets. When ingested your children sleep immediately after the Star Trek reruns on CBS stations. Only on HD TV. Remember gentile readers the Anolog TV is dead. Only Computerized Television works in this new millennium. Soon very soon only large flat screens that everyone hates will be available for the public. Get Thirty five box tops and a real stamp from the DisruptorCereal Box and your MILF and send them to this address CBS@DisruptorsAnonymouse.com When we receive your STAMP we will add it to our collection. The box tops will be immediately recycled baked back into flakes and added into more Cereal boxes as fiber. We aer after all in this to make money. There is no toys being manufactured at this time however please write to your Congress and ask them to be certain. My MILF saw a Trogglight® one at Toys®US it even had the funny glasses like MOLEMEN® wear.

एकिघ्तींथ Fabel

Eighteenth Fabel


Praising Jesus

CharlaXFabels

Wondering uncertain from one day to the next working for survival never needing any rest building no foundation that has not already been prelaid but marching to my final curtain on the strength of HIS shed blood on the price of life HE paid. Rude self centered people all day long are teaching me a path not connected to my song the love inside of me is taken when they stride in perfect ignorance they glide on oily fingertips like some forgotten hide left in the center of a hunting camp with maggots all at work no one can use the hide for clothing no one can make it work. Suddenly remembered pain of death intended oh Jesus take me make me whole and well and keep them all away from me the naked and the dead they rise in misery to foster they beliefs upon a lame and morose figure a aged creature just as eye am beneath a clouded sky no moon is visible no sun but sonshines down on me today and life is hard and life is stirring in the clay. Devoid of Human life they are only interested in the personal perspective seeing nothing but the end of own nose and looking down it at others prose.
Society of man is living in ignorance and darkness no hope but the grave atheists and deists marking time by taking up worthless spaces meant for others to occupy if you cannot do the work assigned to you get up and let someone else try the end is near oh GOD the end will come too soon for some of them. A half remembered song about the lyrics sung you cannot petition the LORD with Prayer? Yes eye can and hopefully it’s there the Thorny Crown replaced with silver gold and brass or just the light that shines from Inside place of GOD?
Not meant to ever resemble money not meant to be much more than love. He kept the life. He Loves. Jesus Lives. He Rules and as he Rules HE loves.

प्रेसिंग Jesus

Eighteenth FabelPraising Jesus Charlax’s Gist Posted June 9th, 2008 by Reginald Levi Walker (The words and inspiration for this poem was place on my blogg by Charlax. After reading the note, I saw this poem hiding inside of it. With prayer, I carefully reworked it and discovered a work of sheer wonder. Charlax whomever you are, I stand and take my hat off in respect.) The Poetry Showcase ed.note.edWondering uncertain from one day to the next,Working for survival never needing any rest.Building on no foundation that has not already been laid,While marching to my final curtain,On the strength of Jesus shed bloodOn the price for my life He paid. Rude self-centered people, all day long,Are teaching me a path not connected to my song. The love inside of me is taken When they stride in perfect ignorance; They glide on oily fingertips,Like some forgotten hide left in the center of a hunting camp.With maggots all at work, No one can use the hide for clothing.No one can make it work. Suddenly, remembered the pain of deathIntended, oh Jesus, Take me; make me whole and well.Keep them all away from me! The naked and the dead, they rise in misery,To foster their beliefs upon a lame and ascetic figure,An aged creature just as I am. Beneath a clouded sky,No moon is visible. No sun, but Son, shines down on me today.Life is hard and life is stirring in the clay. Devoid of human life,They are only interested in their own personal perspective.Seeing nothing but the end of their own nose,While bowing down to worship their false god.Society of man is living in ignorance and darkness. There is one hope for the grave atheists and the godless. Marking time by taking up worthless spaces Others were meant to occupy. The end is near!If you cannot do the work assigned to you, Get up and let someone else try.Oh God! The end will come too soon for some of them. A half-remembered song about the lyrics sung. I try to petition the LORD with Prayer.Yes I can and hopefully, When I kneel at the foot of His Mighty Throne,My crown shall be replaced with one made of silver, gold, and brass. However, the light that shines from inside the place of God,God was not meant to ever resemble money. Not meant to be much more than love. He created my life. He Loves. Jesus Lives. He Rules.Jesus loves me, Therefore, I live. thankzx ewe brotherOn June 10th, 2008 charlax says: its a poem that eye wrotebut this is welcome we can share not like the world doeswe can avoid fights and arguments over mere wordseye like the additions this preacher did to my work my thumb is down yew may live hahahhahahha more charlax grist gist for the millies hahahaha ewesCopyright 2009® Charlax and Pastor Reginald Levi Walker