WarehouseJob The Foreman

WarehouseJob The Foreman
by Charles Robert Hice on Tuesday, January 25, 2011 at 5:30pm

WarehouseJob

The Foreman worked the forklift he let the boy drive when no one is in the Warehouse from the office. One Day he stole some boxes got caught got fired he went home drunk too much got dead got buried. He worked dem seven long years in the Warehouse Job what good is dem years now hes got no home no wife no life. Better to be in the Brier patch even in the winter soltice then in the warehouse office drunk then gone. The workers knew the boss he is the redneck he does not like them Harlem workers so they snitched him. He carried home the Bacon not one box but one whole case the boss catched him just outside the door explain it no sir there is no item here but one dozen more. You might be allowed one item free but not the box is full of 12 days worth of meat. Caught him there ham handed he did get fired on DAT spot him gone he left to never return the new person in the warehouse is from Harlem. They still work for less wages of them legal kind of bucks. He told me once before he died he thought the queer of eye. When they did bury him enter the grave inter the ground eye got the phone call from his wife the sound of sweet soft revenge when she sort of snorted you seemed so nice when you visited our house she told me eye don't think you were the guilty one the one who gave him poison. NO eye replied eye did not visit much. Then eye just sort of lost my will to work when eye got hurt losing more then pieces of my foot eye lost the reason to keep working eye lost the will to get the wife to do the family burden. He left his wife to belly upp into the afterlife uncertain. She thought him poisoned eye think he just drank too darn many bad whiskey cups then left her there for his final curtain. Where did it help him to have religion or keep his wisdom tuned to such the fever pitch the end of him is now inside the ditch the whole process of death just makes me sick. Now eyem working for religion for the world is judging me not guilty of the reason of insanity. Remembering my poor black Jesus.

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end of the world is coming soon to the town or the city ne'er you look up into the sky does it look like its cracking like the egg dropp did you knoe you will place the pin into the egg just to make the pin hole on the end you can suck the egg out of the shell it works eye did it two one oh too well where is the stuff inside the egg eye patted my belly for eyyem eye good kidd. flatulence is only funny to the fritter look Martha did he relay tell you this it seems like he must off meant someone else or something else eye downloaded the new free AVG virus protection it gives us the Toolbar here is what happened to eye guess the Shock Wave Player would not work with the new programme cause this morning eye could not get YOU TUBE to work. Here is my solution. Here is what eye did to get you tube to work again. First eye UNinstlled the Shock Wave player. When eye checked it out the old version is still there. SO eye went there to get control. Eye reinstalled the OLD VERSION picking NOrth AMerica this time the United States for destination. This time it worked but eye did remove the Virus Tool Bar not the programme is still working. SO not still sure just what the problem wAZ exactly now. THIS VERSION WORKS. This is the bottom line. Eye kept my virus programme which already saved my laptop from the Trojan HOrsey. There is only one virus in the folder but BOYO its the DOOZEY. It is no longer threat to eye think it is the problem of this University for it hit the boy inside. He told me with tears in eye. His not me. SO eye told him get the new AVG for 2011. Next year so what just screw the Morons. Mayans. Whomever sends out them Trojan's. Hidden in the games we all like to downloaded. Wait someone is coming eyem still looking for the ending to this poem. LOL

New Years 2011

New Years 2011

the weother has been nasty for two days suddenly got better no snow no Rain no bitter fingers freezing off the Fan on the laptop did not mournfully try to spin it seems the Farmer in the dell will ride the mouse again high ho the derry oh there is one magic word iff there is still one magic word it must be Jesus. Secrets given will be kept. eye clutch the fingers to my chest under mhy shirt much like Bonaparte to warm them upp to get more words onto this Page for minions of mhy Lord to see themselves the ugly then the blest the mousers of my heart will rest when Reading me they chafe they everone of them agree he must be writing this one about me. Le Gato you must knoe who you are. MOn Cherie you must be there by now. Sister Gracie this ones for you. My Darling lover do you see yourself you do. Mhy heart is twisting into the wings of the dragonfly the petals of the violet the hummingbird proboscis's is mhy nose. The blessing of the GOD of Israel is upon mhy house. He sees the bed when eye do not he sees mhy heart of love. Mention me to him when you tell him of your many loves. The whispered secret magic word of Charity the dove wings to thrones above. But most of all just keep me in your heart of love. This message became this one of hope. One single eye replaced both the ones eye bought. Blogger here eye come.