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 Patriotism is different than brainwashing and comes from the heart instilled in young living when only a child. The difference in a Chinese suicide bomber and an American on a mission is infinitesimally small to me they almost blend in to the woodworking as one. Eye decided to abstain from war eye am fighting bullits again with my body just kidding ewe don't get bent it's no one is shooting at me just yet but it definitely feels like a war zone cars turning sharply left in an effort to hit me and save themselves the bullit one more dead trouble maker in the desert ERLINE turn that wheel sharper woman hit that bum and then they laugh on the way to the 666 market eye heard him say I'm gonna get me some MORE BEERS eye hope they got them SHULTZ on sale again. You missed the bum erline let me drive next time eye will show him. This is a good intro to Mars. Spock stands at his screen and looks down at the planet and says FASCINATING. What can we remember before we search the factoids the canal is full of water in a young man's dreams. The caverns aer full of airlock queens. There was food growing like hot dogs on a stick the pills were oxygenated or oxygenized to make the Astronaut assimilate the atmosphere just breathe the air so he could live on Mars. The many sided air lock opened only on command he who had the password was a king in Martian lands. The air supply was taken to the girl stranded near the city there was only minutes left of air when they arrived the boy was the hero for saving lives. My hair morphed and eye became bald in attitude but only for Latino far away my mention here the only clue dancing as we do. Purple with muscles on my brows. Plowing words like Martian dunes. This is the part of the poem where eye usually put the facts the statistics and the numbers all the order of the factoids reduced the page and made it longer. But my love has come to me and called me wonderful and now the ewe is turning purple with a special odor of Chanel #5 she was sniffing it in Mexico along the border while her legs are getting longer and she is getting taller and her hips look like a stripper as she wears a special song underneath her smile the purple is the love inside our hearts we talk like children needing love. The lighthouse is a real place it's where we both will live someday where we can swim inside the ocean waves. The Martians walk along the seaside shore and love to whistle like the falcon as we play a little more each day the more familiar that we get there in the water foam. A feeling of bliss combined with the electric kiss making sex seem like a memory of this long purple shadowed Martian day. Patriotic CharlaX.



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