Whirlyfritzer

FalseArressttTwo

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 16:38:00 +0000

FalseArressttTwo

The man dropped his keys it was so bizarely cold. He had tried to clip them on his belt but missed and did not know them keys were gone. His car flashing lights at noone he supposed. He held up the Crowbar stiffly in thin leather gloving not meant for the Subzero weather that we all get in Colorado. He attacked the ICE that was building around his Storefronted back door. His car stopped flashing the lights missing him HE turned to see what was wrong in time to see three punks had found the KEYS just laying there were three of them now Joyriding away all his life was in that Car HE screamed and someone came too late too stop the car berserk away. GONE. MY CAR IS GONE? the policeman was nice but the man wept tears of stone turning water into ice as they fell upon his doorway. You are under arresstt when the policeman saw the Crowbar and what he was doing to the ice looked like Illegal entry. Visit day is Tuesday.

you

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 20:31:00 +0000

you

you gave me back my self esteam you poured your heart to give my love and cured my lonesome feeling bad you bought me out of poverty when I was strangley missing funding. you gave me warmth on the coldest day in the bottom of my well. you cheered me to avail. you aced the net you scored the goal you tossed the bomb that won mye game of life is nearly better only one thing does remain to get that kiss you promised me someday. why do they charge funds to go to seminary school I will not pay for religious learning I must be free to learn the true teaching of the LORD. He had Judas carry his purse FOR him. He slept outside no room at the Inn. He wore beggars clothing one seamless robe over and over each day as white as sheep can get. Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy. I would eat ivey too wouldnt you. Iff I was a poor Jesus Freak you. My friend on facebook told me my poems is too short ones I should add two or even three of them together to make long ones I shuddered and then thought long and harder. Perhaps its so that he can read them better or easier not a bad idea iff all of my poems reached out end to end I reached the MOON long ago im heading out for the Universe; you.

CometoRea,Joe

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 18:43:00 +0000

CometoRea,Joe

Many people have speech impediments this is not a condemnation or a commendation of them. SOme people say R for T. It can be frustrating in a syntaxed. Now they want more laws to kill more people Tea time is Rea Rime, joe. Say it aint so. It was below zero last nite in my shelter i let the candles go out and i covered myself with the sleeping bags out the doorway then is not an option and neither can I let anyone inn. Effectively I have died to be with Jesus. At midnight is when I die inside and in the mourning when the light breaks is when I arise back into a bizzaro world of lies. We have DarjatTtling in a black pot. Come ru Rea now Joe. They want a new law in Uganda to snitch the prisoners out and kill the homosexuals in there beds in there beds what does that make them what does that make them Judge not lest you be Adjudged. Judge not lest you be Adjudged. No one has a right to such a free world to such a peace seaking world to make such a horrendus law killing the innocent blood for when you snitch someone for allowing a touch you may indeed be killing a Christian opposed to fighting you off of them opposed to a fight of any kind. It does not meant that they are gay or even happy to be there with you. And iff you drag a Jesus out of cells to die then you have angered GOD beyond what you can hide. Come ru Rea bring your own POT joe. CometoRea,Joe.

escapegoat

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 07 Dec 2009 18:00:00 +0000

escapegoat

e mail e business e sheep e goats. the beginning of eternity. e is mentioned in the Bible as adam and e. e end e entirely e entitled to the e entendre. e for effability. e for efface. e for extra extra e all about it. e for the eman race. the ending for time and space. e is for everything everyone everybody e is for e. e escalates e for elevates e for erelates. the start of earth. where would we be enow where would we be without lov. e. e is the e in the sublime. e is in the message twice. e is the lining in the cloud of silvEr. exclamation pointe. e is in later on e is in after while e is in see you when see you then see you knoe the answer is just e. e list. electrode e. encite e. e travel e rail e train e boat e craft e car. e travels e raile e traine e boate e crafte e care. e cares for you at all. e is plurality the e in lavae in coronae in the men aurae they exude a smell refrain is e return is e rework reword rewarded. e is there in hello the worlde. e is in ell. every word that has ell in it has e inside it already ell. e is in red haire. e is barely there in love in chates them little boxes in emails. you knoe the ones i mean them chates boxes. love and clean. E is inside my heart. the second letter in the balcony. AHHA you got me. Its the letter A. it is in quite and quietly. e is french. e in foreign. e in legion e was too young to get in Army. e is that e in friendly thats hard to place we say freindly a lot. finallite affiliate. e is not good humor. e is not in laugh. e is sad as sade as saddled on the rim with snow dripping from the brim of pomade hair. e is always there.

MOneyBane

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 17:25:00 +0000

MOneyBane

Christmas is not an option now I am enrolled at Fort Lewis Collage as a Homeless student they want to mince the words but the bottom line is money honey. I cannot afford the housing the books the classes i have no plastic Jesus to credit card the needed cafeteria to eat the molasses that they feed us the door is always open only when its time has come today. THe INstructor met me at the door WHAT do you do for Christmas She said. NOTHING said I am homeless i dew not dew a Christmas time. Why do you wear so many clothes three hats and gloves whats up with that the smell must be in there from all of that sweat down there oh god i cant stand that. And you think that Santa Clause is not the real GOD and MOney you simply have to spend money to live. Its 666. We do not have the Curriculum to teach a poet here no there is no money in this world for dreams and real happiness we want Death and Destruction as a ruling force of courses made for Devils who can pay. MOney is the bane of every free man a poet is a nonexistant person like a homeless they even live in tents and some of them on houses but they wont make it in this world for very much longer for the lower case god will soon come and deliver us from thinkers from lovers and from scumbag writers a real writer is a DOctor a Lawyer or an INdian Chief with a Casino and lots and lots of money. They have three car Garages with the Limosine as the prefrence to MOtor all over Heck and Half of Georgia. WHy do you think that Samuel Clemens was not a REAL version of Tom Sawyer. When he got on that Riverboat Ramp it was as a paying customer not a RIver Rat Tramp on a steamer trunk carrying a bale of negro hay. Those Cigars he wore were not inexpansive they must cost more today a Trademark for a poet who quits smoking is not a real man anyway. No drinking either why what can you possibly write about religion sex and music ? and Love. MOney is the homeless bane. We who have it cant seem to get enought. Soon you who dont use it eat it up will just cease to be existant the memory of you who live as free will fade away. MOneyBane.

TheDRUMMER

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 18:28:00 +0000

TheDRUMMER

"HE is a DRUMMER,". The younger snikered. The Elder snorted, the girl tittered not "tee hee" but "titter" it sounds like a light flicker. The SandyMan said it again. "HE is a DRUMMER," this time he pointed at a man carrying a Guitar case slung on his back walking tword them with a long Western coat he was tuning that thing while he walked. His GUitar was a six string not his coat it had more then six buttons up. The younger said "its a guitar not a drum." The Hat was what looked like a wide Western Brim but it was black not leather or felt the color of the coat it matched the GUitar case as well. The Hat was like a Nickle Hat Flat on top like his Guitar was on his head pulled back to allow him to see what his hands was doing to them strings. As he walked and tuned he was humming. HE did three things as one thing he did three things all at once his case lay there open a $2.00 bill inside winking and asking for friends the chords sounding like rain; falling away as his VOice changed to a deep nasal twang he began to improvise, now the Hat was pulled forward to Masquarade his eyes as he sang : SUng to the Tune.
I saw a house boarded up
windows crack broken up
boarded up Sailors sing
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
I saw a City hoarded up
City Crack broken up
boarded up Singers Sing
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
Where were the men
Where were the men
Where were the men
HE was openly weeping as his voice trailed off then he tried again
When the looters and rapists
came to kill the survivors
of the storm when Katrina
killed the City of New Orleans
where were the men
where were the men
where were the men
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
The SandyMan dropped into the case a Five $ bill, the Elder a TEN, the Girl a Friend for that $2 bill. The younger flipped in a nickel then checked it after it flipped inside to make sure it was not a slug then they left all satisified they had helped that Drummer survive. HE kept playing all night as it was not raining till the cold forced him off that sidewalk downtown to the inside. The wind blows downtown Main Street listen CLOSE. Can you hear :"wherewerethemen" inside the wind? TheDRUMMER.

ParodayonTurkeyDay

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 20:32:00 +0000

ParodayonTurkeyDay

There is very little confirmed information available on the life of William Shakespeare. Shakespeare researchers have inferred, with the help of some small obscure little evidence, that Shakespeare was provided basic education at the town's grammar school. SNicker. However, researchers have also concluded that Shakespeare never attended any university or institution of higher learning. YAYness. This lack of formal advanced education did not deter William Shakespeare from establishing himself as the world's greatest playwright. There is beauty in Shakespeare's language. A Paroday of CXVI Let me not to the marriage feast leave a morsel of Turkey upon them bones of true minds. Admit to no lies or impediments. Love is not love
Which alters potatoes to reassemble meat or when it alteration finds to eat,
Or bends with the remover to remove them bones from meat:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark of the beast,
That looks on plates at feasts and is never shaken;
It is the wishbone to every wandering bark,
Whose amount of intake is unknown, although his gross be taken thus. Love’s not a Turkeys fool, though rosy lips and cheeks behind the table push away
Within his bending elbows compass come;
Love alters not within his briefs later amid the leeks,
But waits it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error twas potatoes and neer was it eer meat, and upon me proff,
I never writ this Turkey Paroday, nor no man ever lov’d his meat.
William Thanksgiving.

Bee Itch

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 21:55:00 +0000

Bee Itch

Ess Hit me just now I was thinking of jealousy. The poor little man zerathruda in the ashes i have sackcloth for embellishemeant. I was wishing I could read ALOUD to all my facebook friends my poetry to make all the misspellings occur with regularity and you could here the way I mean the poem to bleed. There is only one thing certain before the final curtain they said Death and Taxes is certain. I say this as CharlaX the poet please remember that a fool tells everyone all over the world that he IS a fool. This is wisdom talking so listen. One thing will happen either it will get Better and they will change some things so that they WORK correct OR eithor they will not change nothin and make everything worse by making things not work correction is needed now NOW NOW in eubilation. YOU ba LAY shun.
IN Less then 10 years there will not be a free internet anywhere no COmputors available to any but paid for homeowners or PAID cafes for laptops. The Lieberry is almost extinct as an option for free people. He posts a zillion likes and has a thousand friends because his is bigger than mine (his computor at home) what did you think eye meant. In all the movies they stop after its over and have a ciggarette and then a shower. Message search is that middle button that rolls it scrolls up and it scrolls down it moves the page so you can find a message since the search boxes never work. Jealous is the wrong word animousity animosity is what is bother me. ANN a moss e tee. You must refresh the page three times in a row to see a new view or to get the place to go. (LINKS) show up only after the third refreshmeants. Make mine Coca Cola. More News at Eleven. THe snow is falling now all winter long i will just try to survive in the house that Faith in GOD has bought me time to write the prose that people love. Come back time after time and scratch my Bee Itch.

SOngFesteyeville

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 16:57:00 +0000

SOngFesteyeville

There is a house in New Orleans
When i was 15 years old i could play the organ solo
They call the Rising Sun
we did not knoe what a whore house was
back then we were too young
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
i had a farfisa organ once they repossesed it
cause i could not make the payments
And God I know I'm one
the only one the tailors son

My mother was a tailor
momma had a Singer sewing Machine
i drove her crazy and made her too nervous
every time she used it
She sewed my new bluejeans
yeah yeah yeah
My father was a gamblin' man
actually he was so tight he dropped a quarter once
and stepped on my little hand when i tried to pick it up
Down in New Orleans
I went there BEFORE the HUrricane and once after
I saw the damaged houses

Now the only thing a gambler needs
besides a bottle of drunk
Is a suitcase and trunk
we carryed the arkansas back packs
And the only time he's satisfied
satiaeted and full of hot dogs
Is when he's on a drunk
many people even the young boys
drank too much way back then

------ organ solo ------

Oh mother tell your children
this still applies today
Not to do what I have done
may GOd FOrbid them
Spend your lives in sin and misery
when I was old enought
i had plenty girlfriends
In the House of the Rising Sun
i always thought it was Japenese
Well, I got one foot on the platform
i walked down highway 95 in the pouring rain
The other foot on the train
always i was alone with my thoughts
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
someday
To wear that ball and chain
when monkeys fly

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
the NEW NEW Orleans after the clean up
They call the Rising Sun
im sure there is one there now
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
most definitely
And God I know I'm one
the only one the tailors son.

WallFloweRLoveR

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 17:10:00 +0000

WallFloweRLoveR

Give to me mye Wallflower girl. She was walking with her friend upon the Pathway Scorned the boys see only those receptively who have beauty of the momentary it takes a man to see a heart apart. Give to me mye loveR who sees me secretley kisses me who kisses me secretely she loves me in her heart. Give to me mye lady Married with a child a VIrgin in her heart she comes to me her Cupid after dark. Give to me the Stay at Home the FLowerAllAlone she does not dance. Her dance card it hangs on the RIbbon of the Bow no nammes listed as her eyes slightly off center focus on the unknown loveR her heart is smoldering her hair is aging gracefully now some GRAY some Brown. Give to me mye Wallflower kept in love her loveR far from home How bright his eyes when thinking of his loveR all his focus on these words of prose she his Rose yay nay more like a Violet all purple prose. Give to me mye one chance at life that I have left the moment that we met the Certain Confusion that signals hearts on fire with love. GOD has placed us aparte at such a distance to keep us from eating each other alive comsuming one another with our love. Give to me mye WallFloweRLoveR scented with lavendor amidst powdored hope. Give to me my Wallflower the one they call the Dancor. Give to me a NativeBorn a Nationality of NobleClan an Indian iff only Blood. Give to m e a Slightly Swaying Tall Tree holding hands then kissing them in Love. Give to me a Purple Power meditating channting making Poetry all her own reflection of a Woman Loved. Give to me a Wallflower Grown up and Dancing life to help her family to live; one more day at one more time. Give to me the Wallflower GIrl the Dancer the Worker the WallFLoweRLoveR. For VIolet Flower Parme.

CharlaXBattMasterman

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 21:21:00 +0000

CharlaXBattMasterman

A Western Paroday
The Bount Hunt
I rode in standing up in them Stirrups riding HellBent For Leather for 43 days and nights I trailed them in straight up. They fought hard among themselves everytime I found another body in the dust I folded up the Wanted Poster that matched that face then I Batt Masterson reached down and pinned it to his left vested interest with an extra Sherriff badge. I have a lot of them. I carry them. To use at work. SUddenly it was only RIngo there in front of me. He turned back fought hard there was bullits ricohetted all around me. When he hit my horse She did not die some slow buzzard bait I shot her myself the COwboy way. The Coward that is RIngo he had a turn and run gun. His holster must be mighty raw from all that poor misuse. Suddenly his horse knickered wait she snickered no wait make that sickered as she was winged Ringo then went flying. She lost him and she plunged. He acted OPossom. I nearly fell for it was sneaky Ringo. He tossed a Blade nearly shaved me by inches it missed me my turn came. I thumbed a bullit but it missed Ringo but he died. I use the cane too much I cannot shoot a gun at all. His hand was on a DiamondBacked Rattlesnaked bit him. Justice comes from GOD and Creatures in the dust meant to be that they get theres in the hand in the end the snake had gotten Ringo there not the Bount Hunt or the Bounty Hunter man, what a story, I the loser there I never did get paid for getting Ringo.

AleinGray

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 17:28:00 +0000

AleinGray

The ALein was a Gray face was wizened like a wizzard looks down upon the City needs a leador. He left his space ship and hopped around the barn. He left his Space in pieces not caring iff the ship was ever servicable again. The ALuminus Alloy they were testing was failing to be workable they may decide to use plain old Tungsten Steel Titianium had gotten too Expensive. He was flying in the Asteroid Belted to his Pilot Light was out turned off no heat no sweat a sheen upon his forehead there his Mother came and felt his head she kissed him and then said its almost Halloween. Again she said its the Doctor on the Phone he said you are not really SICK I said how does HE knoe? He says your just faking it a phoney too stay home inn your bed from School your MOther is not taking it. Tommorrow you go back to School again the Alein to learn the Broken RUles at School again. The Alein Reporting in the Asteroid COllided with the ship again Crash landed on a Giant Planet. Atmospheric crushing the Alloy Craft he had been testing the Aluminum is not strong enought to withstand the pressures of a Planet like Jupitor. His head pulled up slowly from the desk. He looked slyly at the Teachor like the Gray ALein Creature. Mye condition is not treatable my insides have been melted and smashed by the beatings from Brother and his Queer friends. I do not think that I will live to be fourteen again. When they sent me to Study hall for Detention there was no Teachor there at all and SO I just went back home and got back in my Bed again. I am a fourteen year old ALein Gray a HUGE Ferrocious Repititious Halloween THING. Who wants to be a little Green Man from Mars. Eye survived the plane Crash Landing my insides like Cotton Candy melted down reformed the Structual Damage very nearly completed in me. Today a woman stared hard at my Boots like she wanted to hang me upside down and PUCK me like a Chicken Feathered thing. Did eye say PUCK not PLUCK because its almost Halloween again. I am Alein Gray again.

TheENvelope

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 21:13:00 +0000

TheENvelope

The letter was too EMportant so the EMporor wanted no mistakes. He folded back the flap with the sticky side presssed down under the ENvelope the desk was still wet where some small boy had been swiping an old wet rag just before the EMporor ENfolded his ENvelope. He wanted to place the letter into the ENvelope. He pressed down even harder his wisened fingers powerful making the ENvelope stick to the desk even harder it was almost now permenant. Just an occidental fixture sort of sardonicly rivitted. The letter was folded the EMporor glancing sideways advancing the letter inch by slow inch into the ENvelope UNTIL. He twitched one way then he twitched otherwise. The ENvelope was still stuck fast. He was a victum now of happiness at least from the boy who had swiped the wet rag was aghast at the antics unfolding the letter with both hands pulling harder now it finally tore away from the flap was still glued to the desk while the EMporor fell to the floor. The boy hiding face behind hand not able to laugh out loud now at all. Look at the boy in the eyes go up close to see him stare laughter at the ENvelope.

GayBikeOR

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 21:13:00 +0000

GayBikeOR

I am not nammeing nammes or family tied to past life is over but this has got to be let out of me to get me over. When a young man thinks that he is Gay inside and tries to hide it surfaces in the stranges places and experiences. Noun motorcycle, bicycle, wheel, cycle, automotive vehicle, motor vehicle, wheeled vehicle verb bicycle, cycle, pedal, wheel, ride down the wheel mmmissing what is this thing I have grabbed a hold of there is the HIll why is Daddy running and screaming at me to let go INto the street I slow when I realized what the Danger was I dragged the Bike off the tarmac and slammed it into the ditch hopefully forever. The Frame was bent both tires was flattened there was no bar between the space where bar must go it was a GIRLS bike. The Family said you got to ride it iff you want a new boys bike. Went down the hill hard hit the ditch walked back home without the bike gone they said whats wrong I said over and over its a girls bike. It was just an old bike we found laying around the dump. We did not meant for you to be upset or think that you may be GAY. The laughter was the worse part. Jam dont jelly all night roll that rock oclock Jelly dont jam roll that rock alone one more love left dancing on the floor. Sung to the tune. Call this an Organ Interlude. RIde the girls bike was all the Father said until we can get you a real bike a boys bike. It seems he would not be satisfied until eye could never find love inside my heart again. I wanted a bannana seat so I went and stole one they made me take it back I hope they all were happy now. Prison was mentioned. More than Twice. He is a thief he needs to be in Prison. A young boy is influenced at an early age. When I finally got my own place the Apartment every boy craves I placed the bike outside on the porch portico and dismantled it just keeping it there for looking good. Like all good people do that have a place to stay but no further need for the bike at all just back and forth to work to pay. I took an Aluminum Pole and whacked it off to fit the inbetween space on a girls bike and created a boys bike there instead. What fun that was to sit the seat there and pretend. Midnight Orchestrations missing Generation betwixt the Baby Booming Penetrations and the New Generating X. I fell in between the spaces the cracks and Grew up on Stoney Ground. Life faithfully avoided me brain dead and worshipping self aggrandizing gnawing on my home sweet home the bike now forgotten if thought of at all its a BOYS bike now.

FacebookLikePeople

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:48:00 +0000

FacebookLikePeople

When the lieberrian saw me on the computor she groaned and said oh no. We like to like button I hit the like button on nearly every posting my friend says she feels bad so I hit the like button. Someone else says disaster struck them in the night last nite so I hit like. If someone can't be liked by like button over a time they can get deleted but I am lenient with friends of longer standing there. A friend will say to one another person, I am going to SLEEP now, you, Goodnite, and so I view this te-te-tete I hit like, I like to like button everything my Facebook people do. I like to like. His namme was Case H. Stell the clerck looked up surprise widening the smile Stell? why not Steel? How many have said that very thing? thought Stell. I used to drink a lot to lay in places drunk all worry about what I done done nothing wrong but just not sure what worry wonder if someone got hurt with the not knowing the wondering and worrying that kills a man makes no differance to a drunk at all unless he sobers up this is what Stell thought. But what he said to the cleric there cant be wrote. He wrote his Signature. Case H. Stell. The Clerck tried again as he flipped the book around just like they do in all the movies always asking something else. What is the H for? Case H. just smiled and ran his fingers threw his hair wondering why a man has hair not like a boy the part gone where he always started with his comb. A man now he lay on the bed with his laptop on in the room He opened up his Facebook profile number one. Beginning on his home page he hit the like button on all the comments he was like a grim robot POKE POKE POKE down in the right hand corner then UP to the top to accept the heart. He had his like button he had his favorites. He was searching his apps. His wants his needs there and usually his comments where correct were what his pride would dictate to his Facebook Friends. He paused sometimes he random thought. He used to tell the barmaid he was Case Hardened Stell. She would laugh and kiss him there on the stool not ashamed or in a hurry. But the H is for Hortiao his Father was a Trumpet Player in a bar Toledo Ohio used to be his home. It is where he learned to Drink the whiskey sour in the bar His Father blew a horn. He frowned. Looking down the page he hit the like button on his Facebook profile and wiped the tear away where it had hit the notebook keyboard face on laptop.

OneTwoPoortobeaCowboy

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 21:40:00 +0000

OneTwoPoortobeaCowboy

http://www.durangocowboygathering.org/schedule.asp
We were not all Roy Rogers not all Singging Cowboys some of us two poor to fight with Indian. Eye had no bullits on my Cowboy Belt Buckle images opaque loops empty felt like Jake. Eye wagged my finger in that face clicked my tounge anticipating horrors done; but wait: Indian laughed so hard when this is what I said to him "DONT mess a hair on this OneTwoPoortobeaCowboy. WHen eye reached down for my silverplater hanggun all eye found arresting there inside the leather there was my empty thumd.

emailgoldplater

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 17:36:00 +0000

emailgoldplater

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Available

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 21:55:00 +0000

Available

Euclid
Pons Asinorum a proposition me: If this be rightly called the bridge of asses hes not the fool that sticks but he that passes I got that in EUclid its the Elements unabridged available the computor turned green is what it says in Green GLowing Letters so I awaited searched the ones with the Reservations on. Again it was in red letters still in Dull red letters almost a dull brown like as to a frown. So I danced up to the terminal to make another reservation this one was number three on computor four a total of no extensions today available is gone. FOr it is Monday as busy as an airline terminal. My flight is now departing at one thirty five. The seat is nearly reachable the time begins to slide. I walk slowly up the inclime in nasty weather I slip and slide but sure foot as I go up inclime as it narrows and it slows and then it positively creeps and yet I plod along the marrow almost frozen yet I stay in time to make it threw them passes as I go a stepping past the pauses of them suppostions of them prepostions some men stop and stare some men chew some men eschew them red neck chewing lessons dumb to call a lifetime over long before its gone. As I finish line I look around for next one thats available for now. Computor NUmber Five. It takes no long Geometry to ascertain that only seven slots available can pander to the nammes of seventeen people. All of them asses want my only seat. Available in green.

JesusFreaks

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 15:28:00 +0000

JesusFreaks

We die the weak the beaten
JesusFreaks.
We parade our scars our wounds
before the Judgement Seat of
Christ.
We listen as He Rises like a human Judge
He Rules.
He Speaks.
Jesus Speaks.
I took it all upon myself.
Its all for YOU upon that Cross.
Its all there.
For everyone to see.
On Ressurrection Day
Your BOdies stand
Redeemed.
Until then your Souls
are safely here with me.
For I am Jesus the son
of the Living GOD Father
Holy Spirit Holy Trinity.

PaperHanger

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 19:30:00 +0000

PaperHanger

Tom says, " Hello Fred, I hang paper all over up and down the streets of Durango on the Bank of Colorado." So thats your JOB?, TOM says, "YEP I guess you could call me a paper hanger," and then TOM's Grin real wide like some men do go on. Fred says, So what is your JOB description? TOM says, I am a writer. (we all says "OF BAD CHECKS"). But Fred as well as most is clueless. He loves his friend and does not knoe that he is criminal intent. Money is the reaping that Tom uses to go on. But now he may have to learn a new job descriptive adjective. Because. Because they stopped taking checks in all the bars and restaurants up and down main street. How will a paper hanger eat? What will he learn to grow on? A signature a limit sign an old boot the leather peeled to taste like meat. The reason they use lots of spice to cover up that boot heel nice and flavorsome they "speal". When TOM reaches into his inner sanctum pocket for his book of chequered payment (it was blue) and folded love. They only have to tell him once go read the sign inside the window near the door. Then go outside walk down the street and carry on. GO on now TOM and hang your paper. While Fred just nods and smiles. PaperHanger.

WhiteBreadJesus charlax k.e

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 18:31:00 +0000

WhiteBreadJesus charlax k.e

WhiteBreadJesus charlax k.e
Invigourus, I lay inviolate at rest
inn nesting nest
hot but not over done
the clouds it almost came the rain
came drops once hard now gone
sweat some on the back of neck
swiped away with hand
I lay in socks
legs resting
thinking in this clay
man.

IMperfectNature

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Wed, 26 Aug 2009 17:01:00 +0000

IMperfectNature Natural order is chaos. Nothing stays the same even large tall trees leave and uproot the taproot falls small saplings grow large trees by rivers spent they stay in banks but overflow and flood the water hideaways in winter come. Berries on a Berry Bush become seeds for trees suddenly snow is there all over food is scarce. Forcing out once plentiful herds away from low lay up into them Mountains. Some food remains on top until one day there is only one ELK standing on the TIP to all the other lessor ELK this ELK is GOD. But what IMperfectness that Acorn Bush is total chaos hard to see the Giant tree for all the little elk still coming down around to chew the leaves where berries did abound. When snow comes thinning life in numberless droves. SO this one ELK towers over all the mudd below. We still believe this ELK now Eightteen Hands was once his mothers dearling she nuzzled him away from tits gone dry. One day this struggling deer smelled a berry bush then started eating now he nibbles as His Majesty preens his Antlers clean leaves where berries used to grow IMperfectNature.

Wordplaysomemores

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 22:17:00 +0000

Wordplaysomemores Soon est password swordplay loggedon loggedinn putthekettleon. Pas sword. Noos tse Drows sap Yalp drows. Node G Gol. N Nude ggol Noel tt eke htt up. Drows Sap. From this the poet crackx his nuckles twice and simper fries. Pass the sword over the drowseing yalper log in to your computor read more charlax poems. Nude girls look much nicer with each other. Noel is watching everything you dew. Zap the sapping drowser she is you. Sero memo s yalp drow. People have eating disorders they call each other on the phone to see if children get the proper breakfastes at home. When I put this word Breakfastes in the Dictionary it returned this definition : eat or have somebody for breakfast. Oreo OR EEE oh OR e o OR EEE oh in the movie of the whizard of ozzed do u remember when the Guards were marching past they were singing in a sing song voice this is what they were saying I remember it like yesterday. or EEE oh oR EEE oh. Try it. Just try humming a few barz. Then pass the sword. Somemores. Relieve me and believe me. Wordplaysomemores

DellPartsPiecesStems A Paroday of Dell.

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 20:53:00 +0000

DellPartsPiecesStems A Paroday of Dell.Dell makes computors. Computors have parts. This is the story. Disclosure This is a poem bye charlax darkstone android one seven. This is not a true story. The System Analyzer Program utilizes an application to analyze the configuration of your system to provide you suggestions for compatible parts or upgrades for your Dell-branded computor number 000-666-000-666-000 your unique service tag number, which is defined as personal information under the Dell Privacy Policy.Access, Collection and Use of Data (Non-Personal Information) In the course of providing this service, Dell will display results of your system configuration including: Computer Type - Computer model Edition - Version of Microsoft Windows installed (XP Pro, XP Home, etc.) System Devices - System profile information (Examples: Memory, Hard Drive, video cards)
By downloading, you agree to the Dell Software License Agreement and the Dell Privacy Policy. The use of Dell System Analyzer is also subject to of the Terms and Conditions of Sale
You buy replacement parts for your car dont you??????????? CharlaX has determined iff u add everything they sell to your computor you will pay over twice the price. Latitude’s E-Family Mainstream and Essential systems offer the choice of 25 watt and 35 watt Intel Core 2 Duo dual core processors. The PXX00 processors have 25watts for battery optimization, while the T9X00 processors have 35 watts for improved performance. Intel® Core™ 2 Duo P8600 (2.40GHz, 3M L2 Cache, 1066MHz FSB) [Included in Price] Intel® Core™ 2 Duo P8700 (2.53GHz, 3M L2 Cache, 1066MHz FSB) [add $50]Dell Recommended - For Improved Performance Intel® Core™ 2 Duo P8800 (2.66GHz, 3M L2 Cache, 1066MHz FSB) [add $50] Intel® Core™ 2 Duo P9600 (2.66GHz, 6M L2 Cache, 1066MHz FSB) [add $180] Intel® Core™ 2 Duo T9550 (2.66GHz, 6M L2 Cache, 1066MHz FSB) [add $120] Intel® Core™ 2 Duo T9800 (2.93GHz, 6M L2 Cache, 1066MHz FSB) [add $350] well, u can buy a pretty good computer for about 600, but they sell from 400 to 1000+ it all depends on what you want to do with it and iff u have to replace the various parts and pieces believe me when i say to u today u will buy this computor at twice over price. This is the addons listed here. $752 dollars and absolutely no sense who wants to have a IntelCore 2 Duo T9800 for 350$ smackeroos. ? not who. Thats who. Digression is good for the Dell. Er wait i t hink i meant soul do androids have a soul??? please ??? someone HELP??????? i just need another $165.00 to buy an ACER notebook from Radio Shack. At a little over #300. $$$ and pences. I can read the notebook near the fences.
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IvorYToweR

charlesrhice@gmail.com (CHARLAX) — Tue, 04 Aug 2009 17:58:00 +0000

IvorYToweR An URBAN LEGEND CharlaX Myth to Myth Mega-Moguls slaves to empirecal tyrants trumped enslaved to offices and microwaveable Junk. She washed the poodle in the sink with IvorYToweR soap then placed him carefully in Microwave to fluff his fluffy tail. Bewail and Moan the thinking of the filthy richest poor man on the street affordable housing hears the Mega-Wildcat crying near the place he sleeps no pets allowed no living thing may stay with him but all around the wild animals ungovernable bear witness to the commonsense thinking of the homeless and the mouses. They would take the DOG away to pound him to oblivian, iff who befriends a house cat she would soon be meat for her larger couisine. But the worst horrendous twist of fate was that way the old woman sealed the poodles fate washing Fluffys tail with IvorYToweR soap then screaming fainting dead away when the microwave exploded sending chunky poodle flying all the pieces of that poodle landing sticking adhearing to the ceiling and the walls of IvorYToweR.