Wednesday, December 9, 2009

HiddenRanchCOlorado

HiddenRanchCOlorado
poem
Suddenly there was three gliders in the sky spitting snow down on COlorado below. There was three gliders above the city they turned on the snow blowers at 20,ooo feet and created the snow storm to insure the revenue they seek. HiddenRanchCOlorado wants snow on the peaks. SO they created it, this sudden unseasonable Snow Storm at the winter of '29. The Trolley Driver warned me iff there is no snow there is no revenues iff the city gets no revenue they starve a carcase Trolley then becomes. Warm dry snow peaking out at least TWO feet deep. Remember that it drifts and we have to walk in it. I am CharlaXANdroidONeSEven only four feet tall I tend to disappear in it. This artificial blown down by them gliders stuff is at least not subzeroing my tempreatures are up. I guess I need better gear like gore text stufft. This poem could turn into self pity patting on the back of eye think I better stop the worry before I lose the girl she left me sitting in the cold. SHe has kept my love. Its in another state I cannot find the necessary heat to take the cold away from Heart eating and drinking cokes in snow is not any sort of fun especially this abstract artificial one. TO prove it go get a handfull of it take it inside a warm place like a home and try to get it to melt it wont melt because its artificial dry made snow. But they will ski on it and bring more revenue to the lift places in the sky. They have to haul some up in ice bucket trucks its so Bizzare. As long as no one knoes its a secret HiddenRanchCOlorado idea I assume that its okay. Have a great snow day.

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