TheLoneStranger

TheLoneStranger
TheLoneStranger
“This girl looks like she sick. She need some help.” OH GOD NO she yells don't stop to HELP me WHO was the Masked Man he left me like this WHO oh WHO was on the silver horse he took my savings. My namme is Nell this is my story. He is so Pretty. Eye swooned. He looks just like the Ranger eye AllwAys fantasized about him. He took off his mask then YUCK who is it now some old Man the kind of homeless looking old Man women do never go for. He told me he needed some money just for bread not for drinking or for smoking eye suppose they still get bread out on the home on the range General store. When eye reached up to get the cokkie jar open he grabbed the cokkie jar then took off on the horse he was laughing like the madman on TV he cackling with glee the horse was even snickering eye heard him Say with the loud voice lets go find Tonto SIlver. Cmon Big Felloe. We got the Silver from the girl. Hehehehehehehe. Now me with the Indian companion will be dancing in the Moonlight drinking rum tonight. Nell cast her eyes up to the passing stranger on the horse named Scout will he dismount? then he tells her “this not your lucky Day Nell girl.” YOU knoe you almost heard him just now you knoe just how he does the deadpan sound of Indian companion of the Lone Stranger.

eye disagree with history

eye disagree with history

Eye think the settlers would not do the practice shotting mentioned in the history books this is something people do today in cities they shoot targets to win prizes eye doubt this being done back then they would not waste the powder in the guns for fun. You mention how hard the winter is they built houses to live how harsh the life was then you ADD this trash talking about playing targets shotting. There could be the tension between the newcomers to the Thanksgiving dinners. They could have shott them guns toward each other in the anger of the moment. Bullits whizzing past them turkey legs running. They popped the corn with those fire sticks. I suppose they wrapped those ducks in seaweed then buried them then built the fire over them iff it was very windy then they lost them. The Indians still dig lots of holes there it must be in remembrance of the first Thanksgiving Day in 1621. They get the hole open then look down for duck. They search the shore lines for unpopped kernels washing back up in the tide. How neap. The Savage truth is stranger then history.

Happy Thanksgiving. 

TheKingdomOfGOD

TheKingdomOfGOD

Do not be deceived there will be Jesus lots of Jesus in
this time we perceive him in the Inner Sanctimonious
sharing of the bread then wine. GOD is the butterfly ?
perhaps perhaps not but his Spirit in the Lord is GOD.
Perhaps his Spirit in the butterfly. GOD is the Family.
Father son brother sister who will knoe until its over
then they will be risen to the Kingdom. Or not there.
GOD is the beaten saviour on the cross. The true Jesus
dead then buried there to save us. The Jews did try to
get him to tell them he is GOD. The Poor Centurion tells
us this go see the first the second references. The
mustard seed the bird the sky the earth the list is only
HIS Creation. But the knowledge of his Birth his Death
is now his worth on Earth please just tell you Jesus for
he is GOD. The Revelation.
TheKingdomOfGOD
References
Jesus answered, “My Kingdom is not of this world. If my
Kingdom were of this world, then my servants would
fight, that I wouldn’t be delivered to the Jews. But now
my Kingdom is not from here.”
Matthew 24:26
Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, he is in
See first second for poem
the desert; go not forth: behold, he is in the secret
chambers; believe it not.
Mark 14:22
And as they did eat, Jesus took bread, and blessed, and
brake it, and gave to them, and said, Take, eat: this is
my body.
first
But Jesus held his peace. And the high priest answered and said unto him, I adjure thee
by the living God, that thou tell us whether thou be the Christ, the Son of God.
second
Now when the centurion, and they that were with him, watching Jesus, saw the
earthquake, and those things that were done, they feared greatly, saying, Truly this was
the Son of God.

Toff

Toff

Blimey Mate. My turn at the cricket.
I two would never survive a real emergencian faldarol melee the crickets at the batt and the crowds milling and seeming what. One old blind Toff corking his Scotch just to shut the noise out he can hear the whiskey blending. The barrel chest Toff his arms dragging knuckles upon the ground his whoule demeanor a frown his very frame the orangetang walked into the crowd swinging. The crickets chirped we love the Toff. The crowd went wilder. His one eye blinking. The whiskey leaving him now blending into the wool he wears those unders. Unsure of himself now he makes his way to the exit ramparts waving. A group of young children mar the road and lean into the wording on the signpost. The Toff is Toff its all he knows off. He slipped his tie into his pocket off. He limps to the end of the tarmac and flips off. Past the winding into the leaves as he goes. Almost lurching now he nears the Spirits Store and waits for victims to rapprochement. They toss the twopence and the uppence comes he has his final purchase. He coughs. He drinks his Scotch and splays his brass upon the grassy knoles. And as he sleeps he heres the crowd roar.
He is the Toff. *p
*p many thanks to JOhn CReasy for Richard Rollison and his 60 Toff Adventures
this author did this story cold from memory and made up as an emulation.
Call it a CharlaX Paroday.

The Silk Word

TheSilkWord
TODAY the silk word is Yankovitch.

Silk is the word of many journeys the Life and times of one Weird Al Yankovitch comes to my silky mind. Perhaps he heard me thinking. Perhaps his super hearing. OMG he said the MONKEY has a laptop HAR HAR HAR. He is not without talent it TAKES his talent to preform his parody. He is many Yanks at once to make so many Comedy. I was almost sure that he had to be an Englishman. This is a AL YANKOVITCH speech not in its entirety i am including this as nothing eye can paroday an example of his dry humor some say dehydrated into an old joke. Qoote
Qoote Weird Al Yankovitch
The songs on “Internet Leaks” will all show up again on my next full album release, whenever that is (I’m assuming next year sometime, but there’s no way to be sure). Some people may say, “Why should I buy the ‘Internet Leaks’ tracks now when they’re going to be on your next album anyway?” Well, if all you’re interested in is the physical CD, and you don’t mind waiting a year or so… you probably SHOULDN’T buy the tracks now. Nobody’s forcing you to buy the songs twice – I just wanted to make the tracks available so everybody could enjoy them as early as possible
he was his own website
he is on facebook
he is on twitter
he at least does not need to GET a life
and he can have this paroday of mine
???
oh how richly reworded we are today. This man is funny this man is fun. Do look him up perhaps just google him. What fun. I am making a list and checking it twice to see iff he is on it there. He IS the one that said you can not make a silk purse out of a sows ear eye am sure of it now it was HIM. ??? mabe. He is the person that said Ethnic people have steel wire hair. But please send me no emails or even quote me quoting him on this perhaps it was someone else. Yes eye am certain now he paused the play button on his hearing aide. To tune in to the CharlaX Poetry playing now today. He did say He was so pleased to meet the many people he has made fun of his short life is the only one he has ??? oh please COME ON tell me it was him ? Someone. SO NOW you know the rest of the story butt there is no page two today. This has been Paul Harvey. Good Day !!!
pppp

eye tried to subscribe to you on facebook with SMS they wanted a stupid phone numnber. Alfred Matthew is only an AMerican. *GASP*LMAO ROTHF GOD save this Queen some more.

CharlesDickenson

CharlesDickenson


Charles ye Yevette le commande the comorant deteste avette avette avec la plume de nome. Arrears ye horrores limning swollenly lefttenant ye com areba horsey. Commending spillage portant moreover pollage. Mayhappenstance the villages es aide mot applies. Streake la outlay peerage ever hallow finde es strangere leeking. The constable corn haloes turning pences into pieces of eighte. Sacreblue hirry Yevette misplaced her sipper. Finde ye olde cupe yon holy grail led anon near Capreston near the left hand border. Tres bien mer see auf weidershen the polecate lies trimming. Aunts linning les roadaway as far eye eye can see the sea is near the hollaway dos beaches dos many beaches how dare they encroach. The breaches of the gunes the breaches as they loade the breaches the breaches avast. Avaste on gaurd they com they poad. Until the last Englishman gives breathe as rising we give lighte to all. As CharlaX sweeps the seconds ticke the candle dripps the waxed as Dickenson he sends the prose up every readere nase it looks like rose colored glass the cupe is overflowe. The end at last.

Readdor

Readdor
by Charles Robert Hice on Wednesday, September 15, 2010 at 10:40am

Readdor

A new boy reads never gets enought of it soaks up them little bitty books like a sponge robber readdor.

When life was starting the books we read as children eased the pain of living while we were only growing.

A man reads bad things learns to stop reading he is no longer a readdor at the age of 41.

In the last days of the latter day saints the news got so bad no one watches its too sensational death and crime and hate.

A real old man has to have his newspapers he wants all the dirt they dish out daily on the rag.

One if by land two iff bye sea the old man does not care iff war comes he wont fight now he got too old to go and do anymore for you.

A few days before an ancient man dies most of them cant read at all.

Now eye lay me down to sleep must hurry off to sleep before they bomb this city that eye am inn.

She must have loved to hate this Jesus Fraek.

Eye will not read a word of it she writes her hate her backdoor plight. She needs a burial plan. This is the only way some learn. To read or not to read her poem.

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