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THIS IS A SLICE OF LIFE MEMORY STORY...ALL TRUE...ONE OF MY FB NOTES SOON TO BE  DISAPPEARED ON THERE SO WORTH SHARING AGAIN ON HERE I THINK...BRINGS BACK MEMORIES FOR ME AND PEOPLE SEEMED TO ENJOY READING IT...

THIS WAS IN MY FB NOTES THAT I AM TRYING TO SAVE BEFORE THEY DISAPPEAR THERE...I THINK IT IS WORTH SHARING...THESE ARE THINGS I HAVE FOUND TO BE TRUE OVER THE YEARS....AND A BIT ON THE COMICAL SIDE...THEY MAKE ME LAUGH WHEN I READ THEM....

I REMEMBER DAVID DALTON'S BOOK THE  MUTANT KING IS DEFINITELY WHAT CAUSED THE OBSESSION. I DON'T KNOW IF HE WAS OBSESSED AND IT WAS CONTAGIOUS OR IF HE PUT A SPELL ON THE BOOK OR SOMETHING WEIRD...ANYWAY BEFORE READING THAT BOOK I WAS NOT OBSESSED...I REMEMBER SEEING JAMES DEAN PORTRAIT OF A FRIEND IN GRAMMAR SCHOOL IN THE AFTER SCHOOL SPECIAL MOVIE TIME SLOT AND MY MOM SAYING HE DIED ON HER THIRTEENTH BIRTHDAY. I DIDN'T THINK MUCH OF IT. I REMEMBER THE FONZ ON HAPPY DAYS TALKING ABOUT JAMES DEAN...I GOT A REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE T SHIRT AND WORE IT WHEN I FELL INTO A BAND AND REMEMBER THE BASS PLAYER ASKING ME IF I WAS INTO JAMES DEAN AND I WAS LIKE HUH WHO AND HE POINTED AT THE SHIRT AND I WAS LIKE I GUESS SO...I DIDN'T REALLY KNOW WHO THE GUY WAS ON THE SHIRT I LIKED THE SAYING REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE...I HAD A  SILVER PORSCHE WINDBREAKER THAT I HAD NO IDEA WHAT THAT CONNECTION WAS TO HIM...BEFORE READING MUTANT KING I REALLY DIDN'T THINK ABOUT HIM MUCH... THIS STUFF HAPPENED MID EIGHTIES... THIS WAS A FACEBOOK NOTE THAT THEY ARE ELIMINATING SO TRYING TO PRESERVE AS MUCH OF IT AS I CAN...MAYBE MESSY WITH LINKS THAT MAY NOT WORK...

YES THIS WAS A REAL DREAM THAT I HAD LAST NIGHT...DON'T KNOW WHAT TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE....

i WAS LISTENING TO WILD MERCY ABOUT MYSTICS AND THEY SAID PERIWINKLE AND THAT WAS A WORD i DON'T OFTEN HEAR AND IT STUCK IN MY HEAD AND THEN POLKA DOTS CAME TO JOIN IT...HA HA...COULD BE A PIECE OF ABSTRACT ART WORK THAT WOULD BE INTERESTING TO SEE... IT COULD BE POLKA DOTS OF PERIWINKLE FLOWERS OR THE COLOR PERIWINKLE WHATEVER YOU HAPPEN TO SEE OR PREFER I SUPPOSE...I THINK THE FLOWERS  WOULD MAKE A MORE INTERESTING  PICTURE...I CAN SEE THAT MASTERPIECE IN MY MIND...LET YOUR IMAGINATION GO WHEREVER IT WANTS WITH THIS...THE CROWDS COULD BE IN THE PICTURE LOOKING UP AT THE PHENOMENON OR IT COULD BE JUST THE PHENOMENON ITSELF THAT ACTUAL CROWDS ARE DRAWN TO SEE LOOKING UP IN THE SKY...YOU GET THE IDEA...IMAGINE LOOKING IN THE SKY AND SEEING SUCH A SIGHT OR AN ABSTRACT MASTERPIECE BRINGING YOU DELIGHT......THIS WAS ORIGINALLY ONE STANZA BUT I ADDED THE LAST PART OF  MY COMMENT ABOUT IT AS A SECOND VERSE CUZ IT SEEMED TO WORK.

WHEN IS THE LAST TIME YOU HEARD THAT WORD PENNYWHISTLE...CAN YOU EVEN GET A WHISTLE FOR A PENNY ANYMORE...HIGHLY DOUBT IT...I LIKED THE PLAY ON WORDS PENNY WHISTLES PENNYWHISTLES...SIMPLER TIMES...SIMPLE RHYMES...FUN PLAYING WITH WORDS... A PENNY WHISTLE IS A TIN WHISTLE AND IT MADE ME REMEMBER SOMETHING STYMIE ON THE LITTLE RASCALS RECITED ONCE...I BOUGHT A WOODEN WHISTLE BUT IT WOODEN WHISTLE...I BOUGHT A  STEEL WHISTLE  BUT IT STEEL WOODEN WHISTLE...I BOUGHT A TIN WGOHISTLE AND NOW i TIN WHISTLE...AMUSES ME AND I HEARD THAT AGES AGO ...LOVE THE LITTLE RASCALS...SIMPLER TIMES...PENNYWHISTLE JUST POPPED INTO MY HEAD...

WATCHING THE PROPOSAL WONDERING WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN NEXT AND HAD TO PAUSE IT TO WRITE THIS POEM THAT JUST CAME ALONG...

I HAVEN'T CHEWED GUM IN AWHILE BUT CAN VIVIDLY REMEMBER A TIME WHEN I WAS A KID RUNNING AROUND PUSHING A PLAYGROUND MERRY GO ROUND WITH GUM IN MY MOUTH AND YELLING SOMETHING SO THE PEOPLE ON IT COULD HEAR AND HAVING MY GUM FLY OUT OF MY MOUTH DIRECTLY INTO MY HAIR SOMEHOW...YUCK...I WOULD RUN REALLY FAST AND SPIN THE THING AND THEN JUMP ON AND GET A RIDE TOO BUT THE GUM IN THE HAIR PART WAS JUST PLAIN YUCKY AND THERE WAS NO OTHER WAY TO GET IT OUT BUT TO CUT IT OUT...SOMETIMES YOU JUST GOTTA CUT IT OUT...CUT IT OUT ALREADY...HA HA...THE LESS PAINFUL WAY TO GET RID OF KNOTS IN YOUR HAIR IS TO CUT THEM OUT TOO INSTEAD OF TRYING TO BRUSH THEM OUT OR PULL THEM APART...THE JOYS OR ANNOYANCES OF WAVY HAIR...

THE LAST FOUR LINES CAME AS AN AFTER THOUGHT WHEN I WAS COPY AND PASTING MY POEM OVER HERE...