Poems of Charles HIce

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


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