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Day Eleven

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Day Eleven

Religious Poem

april

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pardon my html eye was in a hurry with a slow internet today

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HOmelessMEssedKItt

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HOmelessMEssedKItt

DAY TEN of APril

Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater poem # ??? Zappersunlimited.com. We have developed without any outside help a HOmeless How Too Cook Book. We will send you this Booklett free of charge when you order our new HOmelessMEssedKitt at 49.99p per each one is sold seperatley in a Brown Lunch Bag or send us 52.22p and get the Deluxemburg model # 0 which is nothing more then a box with a lid usually a cardboard box that something came in.



Ah but inside this wrapper underneathe the lidd is pair of dice and wait yes two empty aluminum cans. YOU poor wretched homeless creature can now spend several hours a day boning die. YOu can dip water from a puddle with one can and heat it up to boil them easter eggs in the other one wont last long and so you may have to switch them both around at least oncet or twiced. Iff you are in Cleveland (omg) or Ohio may GOD help you all and please add the Homeless taxes to your purchase can be made at our NEW neon colored website Zappersunlimited.com. oh wait. President Whirly is shaking his hoary head. There is not a new website its the same old one with a new backgrounded of neon. Whatever. The Bored of Directorshippe of New York has stated that most Blind People are now homeless also. Order today and we will place a pair of broken sunglasses into your homeless box absolutely free of charge non we can not add it to the sack. Thats how they got broken in the first placed. We had to collapse both cans are flat take your index finger get it in them holes on top come on you can do it now work them cans out until they will hold water again we are sorry this is the only way some of you have ( to filture water) the canal is still there iff you can cut or cross them fences. TheHOmelessMEssedKittCookedBook

(your copy is in the bag) free

HOmelessHOwTOoCOokBOok

open aluminun cans with finger

restore them to where they will hold water

go get water

make a fire

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ten days of poems

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BUzzardPHoned

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BUzzardPHoned



Dedicate eye this to Mel Griffin

Day NINE of April Poetry Challenged

Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater poem #873674

We here at Zappersunlimited.com appreciate the fact that you women can never find your phones. Cell phones that is. Just add the new redial to your Brand New Buzzard Phone with Thundar Screaming option. This option is only available for a short time until the Government of several countries takes us back to court again to make us stop selling this. Redial the phone at the last place you think you may have lost it then hit the Thundar Screaming option button. The best thing to do then iff it works is hold your hands up over your ears and wait for it to stop then search the general location where you heard the Screaming Thundar is only on this phone the Brand New Buzzard Phone. NOT SOLD in Germany. Buzzard Phone is sold for 99$$pp.xx everywhere but Germany. Get them in the ALpine places. Readthesmallprintfornowarrentyexpressedorimpliedohthiswasit. The Screaming Thundar Option Button can be added for an extra amount determined by the black market person you are dealing with. We are a candy company. Thats Tandem you idiot. Wait. Eye lost my cell phone in the bottom of the tent when eye hit the added Screaming Thundar Option Button it blew off the bottom of the hill. Remember Mel each Item is still sold seperately. YOu can not add our button to another phone neither can you buy the phone without the button OH wait oh yes you can. Sorry mye mistake. Secret word for Arg sustantivo entina. Sir Ronald Plence is the Treasurer he is the richest man in New York City. He is my Monkies Uncle. Not really ewe. Eye work for Whirly.




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nine

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Eight Days Of April

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Eight Days Of April



eye was ai only child true story ewe this old man picks up sticks he got eight up on his plate when eye went innside the City Market store eye was noticing the basket cause it was in the middle of the aisle where there was no one there the thing looked forlorn and abandoned just waiting like a bizzaro bird to be plucked away from love the woman on the aisle was there she told me plainly the cart does not belong to me but so what said eye the carts belong only to the store the young men working there cared nothing for the thing at all they chafted at this old gray headed man telling them anything at all it came to me they was trying to catch a thief they mabe planted a dummy purse and cell phone in that cart just like in real old life you get old every day you did your time and then its over its time to go thats just life thats how it comes the end after the starting gun the race is fixed the thief is caught but eye won eye turned it in eye told on them they said it has been like this for a very long time grasshodder old man and eye left and noticed the cart was no  longer there all proud of self all happy that eye had won escargo out the door but wait this twist of fate they swept me out with the cardbored lines of food in the cheaper bins are gone there is none and so when eye asked for a Rain Check she said OH NO you can not have this stuff free it is already marked down to non existant ???today eye decided to no more be a customer on the floor swept past the door and gone away.


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eight poems eight days

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FacebookParoday#Seven

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FacebookParoday#Seven

refresh the page so you can make a comment eye

when a facebook ad asks you to attend or not attend or a mabe attend and you do not like that ad and then you hit will NOT attend they send the ad back later on your home page with a simple ask like or dont like iff you hit the like underneathe the ad forgetting now what the ad was about it sends back the original is now there again on home page asking you to attend or not attend that is the question the smallest gesture makes the mouse pad faint so ewe go and make a comment on a thread then see that thread a little later on the home page you notice quickly that your comment is not there it is just the news feed feeding it to you look back a little later and the comment will appear it is not magic or majic or mahic or malic (e). Aforethought. friends make comments and we try to make them belligerant enought to get them back in a time lee manor. there is lots of reasons there is overlying truth that makes people seem to be ignoring ewe today it may be that they are busily at home it may be that they simply dont have time to waste on reading trash talking poets in the thread it was sent it was in the inbox it was there in the chat box omg omg its no one there on facebook

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poem seven in this series

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SIXsecretSIXLouverSIX

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SIXsecretSIXLouverSIX

SIXsecretSIXLouverSIX



WilliamShakesonDaySIX

SixPenceSpent

This is actually a poem bye ElizibethBaringBrown

XLII

'My future louver will not copy fair my past six spent cents'—

I wrote that once when not a farthing found; not thinking of my side a thorny spot of ground

My ministering life-angel ewe was justified

The word by this appealing look upcast my face my nose disgraced

To the white throne of God, eye turned at last,

And there, instead, saw Jesus near the ewe , not unallied

To angels in our souls! Then I, long tired of ewes headaches By natural ills, received the comfort fast, and a pocket full of sixppences While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff

Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled. INdeed a full year past at mye faith house.

I seek no copy now of life's first half: we can not turn and enter womb of Mother drear

Leave here the pages with long musing curled up the ewe upon her divine divan,

And write me new my future's epigraph, with paper purchased with our new sixpences

New angel mine, the ewe unhoped for in the world! We rule with all the sixpence we can hurl at churl both men and women.

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April Day SIX

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HIGHfive

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HIGHfive

HIGHfive



It is of no concern of mine iff you need to hang ten and high five. Made me laugh with a mouth full of soda. Spewed it out laughing that looks so funny on a television screen but not on a laptop all over the thing. Eye slapped my thigh that was a real knee jerker as well as tossing up all mye cokkies on the keyboard. Makes this seem differant dudinit, you. Laught so hard eye wept mye pants. Went blind from the people taking pictures of the birthday eye did not have any warning they just started shooting eye can still see them bright shiney stars. Not sure iff a warning would have helped much most people just nod the head and keep on trucking doing what they do no a warning would not have helped me much eye would have nodded to be polite and kept on seeing what eye was doing whay me. Whay does this things only happen unto eye? They took the happy little children outside into the playground and eye am slowly recovering mye sight. Noise in the public eye. Why is it acceptable to yell and let them little people yell in a public place what ever happened to being led to believe we was supposed to be quiet there in public placed. Add to this my normal Holiday depression in the way of rudeness. Makes me glad to leave eventual. Eye will let the scream door slap me in the behind on the way out of Colorado. What makes this poem good leave changes until the morrow make them all in April. HIGHfive.




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April is poetry month

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onetoo

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onetoo

onetoo



one two buckle mye belt

three four move the computor to the door

five six pick up the belt pouch next

seven eight get the black bag straight

nine ten off to town again

eye do this every day

to make the poems that we

love to line the cages of the birds upon

them crows you keep to make you sleep

the later then you think it was

the air is all eye need to fly


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Untitled -- 4.14.2010

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Afterlife

Afterlife



Afterlife

The end of life WILL come what then ? Remember the starting gun ? The life was made refreshed and gone. What do we do then before the throne ? Before we get our wings. Men and even women walk them streets of golden no wings will then be needed no wings of silver or of gold. Trust Jesus. Eternity is a long time to live is better then to die. To rule in That lake of Fire and Brimestones is for the Devils that will always be there. The servants of the Lord will someday rule in Heaven. Place no stone near where you lay my head or nowhere near mye body then. There is no way eye want to be remembered here. No salutes. No decoration boots. Mye livery will be delivery. Mye life will be up there. Up Yonder like all the songs says. For the Lord will change my body and purify mye soul. The people is nice and the coffee is 155p McDonalds had a ringer a man with a Dell laptop just like mine he was doppleganger with no hair upon his head. News is spiffy today eye am inn a new internet cafe. Heaven is near at hand a BlackViolet at mye elbow and a hot connection in mye hand. The Italian flavor not sweeten coffee not booze okay??? thankzx you minions for concerned for eye. AfterDeath is AfterLife.




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April Day Three

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