Sunday Earth Day April 22 2012 Intrinsic fortify

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Sunday Earth Day April 22 2012

Intrinsic fortify

Part two

There was no part one

Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater is a company in England located in New York City the President is a Whirly he is always a Whirly while the treasurer is only a Plence. The San Antonio office of the Sanitation Bureau would not talk to us they said they have heard of our silver plater and did  not wish us to make pipelines to there river walk. We decided not to make our services available in Texas there is not much water and it is a waste of our time. The Mexicans wanted us not to get paid they hoard the Gold billions into Bullions and hide them in the Bunions of the many colored shoes they were to the Fiesta is in progress now. Gold means nothing to us we work too hard to every be satisfied with mere Mexican Incan latino Gold. The CharlaX poet is too old to dig with a shovel in the dirt and so we move away from Texas leaving him to write as he is the most famous living dead poet left alive. In the course of rivers lies silver platings left millenniums ago by other civilizations using pipelines made of Gold the Spainyards will dig up San Antonio when we send them our Mapps with the Anchient pipeline outlined down there in Gold it is the least we can do to help you all. Signed Acting as President Luftwaller Von Whirly in dementia send this from the desk of Ardvil Plence the treasurer of Whirlyglomeratialsilverplater company New York Office a division of Zappersunlimited.com in London Ltg. Written on the Dell of CharlaX in San Antonio Texas this was Intrinsic fortify. Sunday Earth Day April 22 2012

April Eleventh

April Eleventh

April Eleventh

Primary (do not talk about politics) secondary (or religion) thirdly is simply this most people will discuss sex with total strangers some people would be embarrassed by this but some people would see it as theraputic even life saving thrilling after all life to them is just cheap tricks

Rude Dude dood this Bus Driver was rude dood rude he took me for a turnip truck rider and he dissed me eally rather rudely dood the did eye say RUDE he was a Mexican with a shiney leather belt cowboyo boots and silver buckel shrapnel would not kill him well he was mean to me he suggested very strongly not to get on his bus is not safe with old white men aboard what bothered him was my smell eye sweat and do not wipe it well the heat is bad in Texas and even when eye dress well eye have odors under my shirts dry slowly in the lieberry as eye shift my gears and cool off way too fast just trying to explain the fact eye missed the first half hour of my ride the bogus facts should not have told me what to do but let me ride how dare you it is not enough to say how dare you not let me ride for being white lots of people do not like me they find a homeless less then tastefully in the event of needing help call 666 instead of 911 ask for a Hippy see iff any are around eye never bought the syndrome of a man has to fight just to live or help someone or do things by himself its just not done iff this were true it would be the old wild west and everyone a slinger on the web ask any preacher iff you keep those ten commandments will it help you to be drunk it sort of nullifes all your efforts to be pure by your own works iff someone could enter in the door of Heaven this way then GOD would not have sent Jesus besides you must knoe that drunk is wrong to do else why go on apologizing for the way you always do. Sorry dahling this was supposed to be about sex but real life has interfered with all my day including poetry in the year 205 there was a movement to ban poetry the only poetry allowed was the washed and richly clad endowment of the colledges fraternities near town the ROman DIocese was frowning on the poor simple rustic poets making poor poems about flowers and this was found This Year is 2012 it was penned by the INcan Diety Nostradomas read this with relish or mustard even greens iff you prefer but eye do not underline or highlight mine this is what the Flower Poem said

Flower Poem

written in ink by Nostradomas

with a Quill penn

O ppeople of the Millienum iff you are reading this you have found my ashes must be urned near this missive is just to warn you all of you the end is near this place will soon be the end of the world is coming do not forget

Flower Poem

205

A rose can be green

the petals blown by the wind

the odor of love then missing

it is still the essence of the building

the power of the stem of the rose

signed Nostradomas

after all is said and done ed.note.ed he was the greatest guesser of them all

Bye CharlaX

April Eleventh

April Two for NPM a prose poem

April Two for NPM

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"HOW, HOWHOWIndianHowa paroday of whoWho are you ?eye am How eye am the Indian HowHow are you ?yeseye am Howyou already said this once How are you Doing.eye am fineeye thought you just told me you are Howjust kiddingJustKidding is my nieceeye am HowWOWyou must be serious nowNOT Now Howoh ok talk laterTalkLater is my Uncle.You have a lot of people in your WigWarm.No not really in my Wig warm is only How.TeePee.Stop laughing now.And How.HowBrownCowOH BrownCow is daughter of HOW."

a prose poem

a rose stinks it smells like the thorn bush surrounding it the petals make perfume they call it attar and they sell it expansively in the stores they have a purple bottle eye purchased one for ewe in secret and she has it my love inside her heart so true this thorn is now her cause she loves me eye am special and one of a kind of a fellow that only she could love me like a lover satisfied the purple prose releases me like wine is called purple passion the grape of time tis of the essence smells like love is the glue is hard to shiff it gets me high on the hog the love is closer to the truth is better then the llie it fools no one is worried now for referances will be added the addition to the ell is longer then the house itself will never fall the freeway will expand contract and kill them all the drivers all the passengers take off the runaway beast is amuck us helter skelter the beatles bark the old cliches may seem atrocious is the amswers to the questors as they drink more sodden wine is the color of the grape on the vine is green is this prose poem in the money for the running water washes clean lucky ewe the end of story

ddouble eentendre

ddouble eentendre

words and phrases for $$$ alectircal referances sobriety of a sober jesus man eye heard the preacher asking iff anyone was sober is anyone saved in this room is anyone gifted from the Lord to share a work work work is what eye heard this preacher preaches money as a jesus saves eye held upp mye hand the only sober person in the drunken congregation then to mye surprise a few drunks took notice n eeding someone to help thembut eye ignored them this call of jesus to believers online is more important to the eye people need me penning more double entendres wiggle those mouse fingers brother becomes a whole new millineum messenger on the intergnet webbed online the laptop overheating at this church of the electrical city whats your handle has a password can you find me on your facebook friend me on your facebook Church of jesus reach out online now the internet cafe drink coffee while the preacher preys for ddouble eentendre

A Tractor Beam

A Tractor Beam

A Tractor Beam
The Sky is Smiling
A tractor beam is an old headlight only one was on the tractor the seat was only just a lumpy bump and they plowed the earth both day and night to plant them taters and lettuces cabbage leaf alone all alone the farmer in the dell worked his bones. The tractor beam in a space craft still defies some small explanations now you saw the thing in Color on some old television showed them red or green or blue they sort of reached out of the screen and grabbed you getting your attention or attracting you. Attractor Beams. They worked on gravity. Or eye suppose we have to say they worked against Gravity pulling large craft away from Orbit and into Hanger where they could be boarded up. Usually a tractor beam could be thwarted by inertia. Or stopped entirely by smart Aliens. A tractor beam pulls large heavy objections out of spaces meant to eat food. A tractor beam causes accidents on the freeway when they rise over those hills billy they shine like war craft now. Attractor beams at girl and she beams back he falls and she retrieves. The tinkle of a bell. The tinkle of a bell sounds like a ding a ling a ling an asian thing a surface to air bell tinkle sound is like unto a tractor beaming loud eye bet you were wondering if eye could pull this off NOPE its stuck like A Tractor Beam

SpELLING INfinity

SpELLING INfinity

SpELLING INfinity
(666) (the powers that belong to satan) (the manufacturers) (mammom) anyone or someone decided we all have this marvelous web of intergnet it seems to be infinity but we will sell it to you four gigabytes is all you can have for a monthly Princely SIR charge its more like rent on your phone you see you begin to see who is in charge your phone the battery will only last four hours you must soon get a new one phone and or battery but you will never own anything you will ever possess with money it is mine says the devil of time the limits of a finite mind plus cost and earnings times the number of recipients and no you will not have unlimited use of anything no one can do me twenty four seven but perhaps some Queens and Transvestights in the living Quarters plugged into each other in sight of one another an idiot went to the free computor use desk he told the librarian he had two pin numbers and neither one of them was working now OH Boy you could have heard the pin number drop the power chord will chime do you have windows where you live home computor use is up they love me in the bed they look for ways to keep awake and stay online instead of snoring on the bedpost and chewing crackers under pillows lost in the wilderness other people are rude they insist on bothering others when there is simply no reason they are lazy they wont look around for a good place to be alone they think a person online wishes for company halt when the signal drops off for two hours it is painfully aware and hurts the lagg monster rules and no one plays games or completes work until the web itself decides to work a holistic image of a dragging senior is in line to be beheaded hope its eye step aside to let the fagg walk bye with phone attache his hand waving before him like some EgYptian Giddy he did not talk he saves it for his message return to sender he would have steppe on me like some primordial bugg while he searches his redial for the new messages he is the epitome of rude the very child of satan carrying the eternal flame of hell the 666 before him SpELLING INfinity

three

three

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one is the beginning of time was the garden of eden adam and his eve they cleaned the place of vegetation they swept the planet clean

two is the middle earth

pollution is the key to a deviles kingdom the earth is almost null and void the use of this place is given to the noise of the creation of the consumable goods the price of using trees for books and the aweful certainty that GOD himself must be getting angry at the overuse of the plastic trash on the earth today is made of mice and men leaving trash

three is the title of this piece of bargain basement laminated in the newly painted bird cages of the mostly rich and famous aces reading is the key to writing poetry

one two three one two three one two three still makes sense to me

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