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 This is a focus of years of writing a  poem a fable and a theme all adhering to one central idea taken from my three main websites all free poetrypoem places GOD bless them people who done it may GOD kiss them.  
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Good Morning, some say it later Good Afternoon, one a man bobbed his head GOOD NOON he said to me. But the thing that always gives me some great distress is when I sneeze and someone says to me bless you. I come unglued I have duress I fall apart I lose my happiness. I blanch.
For they are just pulling wool over eyes so meant to see, and discover real blessings underneath my vine of walking in the light of this side of the veil of this mortality as I pen this tale of inadiquity for when this mortal man has blessed me the blessing does not come it does not clean my nose it does not clear my age or make me young again Please, everyone, do not pretend to throne above do not bless my sneezes' do not take my love my ardent fervor of my GOD
Do not bless AT me with nothing in your hand and ADD to my chagrin when eye sneeze again
And when you BOB your head at me and mumble your GOOD NIGHT at me just knoe that this my mourning was already started the thing in place before I rose to face this day. The fragrance of my violet will fill my sneezing nose and then will I say GOOD MOURNING Jus t for my Tears of Roses.  This is the Charlax'es Platitudes.  
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FabelFifty Poorboy Eye was fine until the rain came down. The blanket seeped. The CharlaX wept. The wonder of a dry warm place replaced with cold wet water on my ankle. The blanket caught the water for it's a comforter with many little triangular pockets made to simulate a quilt. Eye was trying to have a play a day time dream and when eye was almost there it came the water dumped inside the thing and cascaded on to foot. CharlaX almost cried again but long interment in the camping zone has warned me to be always ready on the go. Everything eye have belongs to me no thief am eye eye gather all eye need a dry coat and a shoe on foot these things belong to me the socks so dry on toes. When eye decide to eat some meat eye twist it up and in it goes the meat is mine not taken from a car or from the backseat of the bus unless its left for all of us to have the many people leave a mess sometimes and so the CharlaX is a scrounge rhymes with clown but the rhythm is so wrong the oversize clothes the hats made all of wool and so many they seem like a hive upon the hill when rain comes down the head is dry the hands in gloves the feet so dry in layers of sockings from the night before the rain eye get my things the old fashioned way eye work my hands in every trash can in this city trying to pull jewels and diamonds from the dirty bags of tossed decay. Eye ate some onion grass when eye was smaller than the now the version of my youth was hungry now and then eye placed the grass in mouth and eye did chew and the day came when eye finally saw the grass come up and it was not an onion but a flower all the time eye had been daintily chewing upon the flowers calling them onion grass its true no ewe don't laugh its true ewe so very true. Stop the Press. Leadville is turning into Muddville in John Denver Colorado. This just came in over the wire,'  DENVER - More than 1 billion gallons of contaminated water - enough to fill 1,500 Olympic-sized swimming pools - is trapped in a tunnel in the mountains above the historic town of Leadville and threatening to blow. Leadville, which sits at 10,200 feet of elevation and some 100 miles west of Denver, rose to national prominence and attracted thousands of people after a gold rush in 1859. After the gold ran out, silver became the dominant mining industry. Residents of the Ghost Town were advised in a CharlaX Fabel to please leave the area alone and on foot each one of you must make his or her way into the next state to become CharlaXes neighbors for only One1$ dollar per persona eye will instruct each person one at a time WAIT how many people are coming? Leadville's 2,700 residents. Bring your dollar to CHARLAX in Arizona at Tucson. WOW eye can ride SUN TRAN for a while. SMILE ewe. It's just part of my Third Million Dollars.
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PatriotCharlaX 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.  Eye frowned at the short movie of the dipper on MARS not the rover but the other one now they are saying that the soil may be contaminated and cannot support life after all just because eye did not smile. When someone is eating in a Chinese Restaurant and they order items from the menu one by one and the meat is too expensive and they have to send it back they keep the rest of it as well they take the soup. Pay only for items taken. One from column A none from Column C one from Column B. Vegetable no meat.



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