My disposition is almost ready for publishing. At this point eye just need a little more time to polish and tinder it mabe with a line of birdcaged droppings on it. CharlaXXPlainasion Eye is me the personal pronoun I is replaced with eye become a sober poetical religious Jesus lover of mye Parme. Ewe it is her who loves me sometimes eye misspell words purposefully to fit a poem to make the poems bleed to make a poem fit the back of my poetical license plate intended to make the people come back to poem place again again then to remember me to read and smile to understand the poem of a CharlaX man to understand a CharlaX poem to have a read good time to understand the poem of a CharlaX ewe must first understand mye style this poem gentle reader this one that ewe aer reading now this one is a CharlaX Poem this one made me smile. My deposition is now ready for completion and addition and rendering ewe notice the disposition is now a deposition this is the reason for the recitation of the Title. A robot spells words correctly and recites perfectly a POET on the other hand of android never will understand such thinking for inside the box is coffin. Punctual punctuation is ignored and left outside in rain to rust and falter thrust into the mud of time and then replaced with what eye wanted just to say the words are flowing now the ink on the crinkle paper is not waste the space is taken up with flower vase. A rule iff rule there bee is no rules for poets in the field. The Falcon flies up high too far away from mee to cry but tells me in his haste to flee he still loves eye. The many headed hydra that eye face in Hercules embrace is just the empty headed noise of less unfortunates embroiled in this rat race in trying to eat words with rhyme the central focus doth unwind the mirror of mye life is time and curling like a circling beast we find the property is mine the minions scratch the cage to try to find the words underneath the offerings of birds the lime is smearing all mye words a cracker crumbed and shot at eye. First we need to understand what we mean by a "version". A better word than "version" is "translation". The Old Testament was originally written in Hebrew and the New Testament in Greek. If every man could read Hebrew and Greek, then we would have no need for an "English version". Most people can't read Greek, "It's all Greek to me"! We must rely, therefore, upon men who are fully fluent in English and Greek. These "scholars" read the original Greek Bible and come up with an English equivalent. This process is called translation. We have all seen a foreign diplomat give a news conference through the help of a translator. One translator may choose different words or sentences, but the message is identical. Translation is a reliable science of communicating between different languages.
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Just now eye inverted my keyboard to remove the crumbly from a cokkie so mye work space is pristiner than a den of thieves as Ali Baba smiles from Allah and worthwhile gain becomes the nomenclature namme eye still endeavor some to eat and thus to clean. This religious interpretation is the cat's meow of eplainnation. We go now to the meaning of Habakkuk's vision as it was written Then the LORD answered me and said: “Write the vision and make it plain on tablets, that he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; but at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry.” The Vision was of eye. The poet that will come from nowhere at the end of time. Narcissy and replete with form of God and less a man and less a Jesus man. The Yellow Brick Road leads to the Emerald City and beyond the City is the Diamond Dump where the rest of the real world characters lived. Oz Fast was the leader Crumbly Pudding was the best man and Weldicorn was the girl. Oz Fast had a ten gallon hat and he lived on a cardboard dug out of the ground. Crumbly Pudding lived in a flat space under some woman's porch she always thought that she had a skunk living there and she used to leave a bowl of milknot which crumbly lapped up. Weldicorn was a girl and lived wherever she wants this item is free this item not for sale this item one in a bullion of them. The following falderal of federal inclement ideas were kept in that Mayo Nays Jar of Ed.Note all these many years the people on the Radio are gone the ones that listen linger on but no one can remember the oldies soon and then the young people will be the old people for the end of time has come now eye lay me down to sleep and pray the JESUS my soul to keep iff eye should die before eye wake then eye pray the JESUS my soul to take for Martin Luther said it best the just shall live by faith.
