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Apr 2011
10:06 AM

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vladimir_Komarov the reel hero

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Apr 2011
10:09 AM

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YardofGraves YardofGraves eye did measure off the Land picked the spot for house turned this then that could not pay the asking price for more is what they wish for there is never the place to be the center without too much of the fixtures of the more those ties of binding to the world eye stepped some more to find the world is not for such the man to be as eye found the Yard of graves here where everybody goes eye found the Pilgrims hideaway from night eye live to search the graveyard for the men who choose to fight they kiss the son goodbye the world is changing now once more the radiation comes to grow the mice to men the new generation is the radiation eyes mice growing up to men in some new strange disguise of life sitting upright to the tables where the Japanese men used to live is mice now turning purple from the radiation leaks from the busted outdated nuclear fission plants they rule the world of men the mice will get the coffee get the rice they will even get the women they seem nice no one will even notice all the mice

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Apr 2011
10:04 AM

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SevenPoemsNPMPenny SevenPoemsNPMPenny Pennies from Heaven not one red cent penny for your thoughts lucky penny is heads penny saved is penny earned turn the penny toss the penny tuck the penny the penny in the fold. Pinch pennies pitch pennies putt pennies in the jars. Penny Loafers shoes. Penny poker penny glued to bench with super glue. Penny Candy Two. Inflation made it nickel Candy then one more dime then you got two pieces for one quarter then you get one piece for one more dollar now. Call the penny in the air to win the toss. Penny is the cup of them beside the phone for people who got none. When there is silver there eye get the dime eye get the nickel or the quarter out of there so pennies thrive. When caught eye smile there is only supposed to be pennies there eye try. No silver in them now no gold just green metal oxide getting old. The pennies cost too much to mint them now. Hoard them upp in barrels of them spend them anyhow. Penny Banks of piggies or unnatural arms come out to get the penny put it into the slot. Saving money never works people steal it from themselves they break the Bank open run to town to get the things they must have then they cry to broken pieces of there heart. Pennies gone. Go start looking for some more.

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Apr 2011
10:23 AM

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Poem SIx NPM Poem SIx NPM Iff the INtergnet could talk OR Voice from Ethernet This is the Web speaking. You YOU ewe yew all of you listen UPP. YOU got this one sided humanistic view of me. You got your nose in my windows seeing only why you wish of me not the whole big picture eye be like the universe zillions of pixel dusts not just your small window on my world wide goodnesses eyem primo evil not good nothing is forever but the earth the sky the web lOL the end of time those slanted eyes the girls so wise the length of time the searches they do when on one is working they play with those fans you knoe the ones they flirt with them eyes to each other they smile but who will smile to you you keep looking but the window is dark you peer into your future your past is the pits the Day time is boozing the loving is missed your loco loco loco lime colored glasses keep falling from your nose when you try to look into my windows you will find things like Jesus dry blood samples here is Jesus DNA this is the Helix of Jesus JoDeOdSodUodSodtTtyeshuaaa tell them the Web sent you *smort* eye knoe there is some poorer people who access the web without money they twitch the left nostril then send emails with the right one omg this wAs funnier when eye thought of it then it looks in print good thing eyem WINNING Goodnight ewe. TY for the emails.

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Apr 2011
10:04 AM

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Poem Five Tuesday 2011 poem Five for NPM YOu get two AA batteries you get some electrical tape black some wire thin stuff then twist the wire in lengths to fit the batteries then you get the bulb burning bright then you tape it to hold it on it lasts until the batteries go out or you could break the wires from time to time to make it last longer then the Cub Scouts do this inside cardboard box lid to open the light or shut it off eye like to keep mine on then get more batteries from the scrounge or find them in the trash see how long they last the bulbs could be from old flashlights or even those little Christmas tree lights they toss them out when time is come to stop the lights from turning green to red or blinking fast. If the cub scouts teach there members how to do this then its ok for eye because eye was the good cub scout eye even did the scarfing out the uniformed living in the woods hiding from the Law. Reading paper back books with illegal flashlights. Eye got stories like this one Crack Plane (title) There is this Japanese Airline with lots of small planes so they got one big 757 with supersonic customers who rich. They landed in London one fine foggy Day long. When the Steward of the Airline greeted them to the gate terminal of England. â€œShe did say. â€œWhy did you come here so quick did you have crack on plane.â€ The startled pilot opened his briefcase filled with dozens of glowing rocks. â€œHow you knoe SUezy. The stupid things is radioactive too.â€ Hope you got the joke ewe its all still inn the news.

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Apr 2011
10:16 AM

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waterlily waterlily green my bottom is white eye do have the longest roots in this pond of brooks Walden the frog is not real heavy he is one of the young ones eye suppose he likes me he feels safe sitting me eye dew enjoy his company the things this lily pad does is float then dream of love the fish here got lazy they do not even nibble on my roots eye like to pretend to live forever its so cool when the sky clouds up eye no longer fear the rain falls from the white sky the drops not even disturbing my wort up top the frog shudders then relaxes letting the water cascade past him to the river is under us under the ground the underground river is found below the water line the water is not good to drink dark swirling blackish stench but here the life is clean the air is pure where frogs sit on these lilypads to dream of love in Walden's pond

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Apr 2011
10:03 AM

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Poem Three Poem Three Rock Sheen The Stone Tablet is only inches the cyclops cyphering is the keenest he lists the people he has eaten He is in the City of the Nestor in the Region of Troy. He absentmindedly dropped the stone into the fire sealing the writing unknowingly. Ulysses's is not on this list he got out by hiding under the udder of the woolly beast he shuddered but hung out near Detroit. The third name on the left side of the stone rock is Sheen. How long it took mhy crew to decipher this is evident by this long hair on my long face. We did not expect to find this Rosetta stone in such the Hub City they usually turn upp only in the Capitol of Michigrin. The records of the Cyclops is usually 78 rpms. We do not think they meant Martin or Hulio er Estevan. We tired to find the word Charlie but is not there on the left side we think they dropped it broke it off. WOW. What a hot rock stone. Twitter is the tweetingest zillions of the best Way to get info of his best Sheenness. Iff only eye could get one JUST one of his JOKES inn this. (hold on) let me try. Oh no they booed him on his first try. SHeen is â€œWinning.â€

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Apr 2011
10:51 AM

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April one foolishly advances if not for her own husband, who is constantly on the road attempting to sell more units for his boss, who blames his money-focused approach to life on his shabby upbringing by his father, who often lost jobs (and even a finger once in a car factory) while daydreaming about becoming a great writer like his favorite poet, who chose composing stanzas over spreadsheets and as a result found himself often worried late into the evenings about how he would manage to pay his rent while realizing he had absolutely no one left to blame save himself. late at night when i should be asleep excerpted from Robert Brewers poem ed.note.ed CharlaX Poetry Five Lines of Freedom In the eye of the Clergy your husband will not save himself but wind up keeping you from going inn to Glory but shortly you will see the truth again In the Laymens terms selling items for the living is not work but feeding frenzy needs the job the husband will be home to sleep to love you more then ever more IN her own eye she wishes she could give the Father back the finger give the finger to the Father of the Man From the passing stranger the point is the poem he wishes to write poetry he must be homeless to fulfill his destiny from no viewpoint in 100 April years God will stop these fears he will wipe away your tears for YOU my April fools who live inn loving Harmony Anne McWilliams version instead details swim, paddling back from the brink of ruin, bearing down hard on middle age life's wrong turns have brought me to my knees eternal questions cannot be taught all i have is a voice, what you have heard is true choices can take everything away not even born as promised, a premature life knows there is misery enough in this world no one exists alone fair warnings long outgrown, i shut the door to turn energies towards a file drawer, spring cleaning no sacrifice seems trivial time always finds the hole a silent appeal confronts years left stands at the foot of my bed each morning ready to start over ed.note.ed the end of poems in America Aprils Fools

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Mar 2011
10:05 AM

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elen is missed by eye

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Mar 2011
10:06 AM

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OLDTime Possessing this laptop makes me appreciate the old typewriter the deadline's the bylines the entire procedure was work. They did the typing it was slow. They did copies they did blogs they did real newspapers in the past mistakes is what they ruled out. The edit went quick for they did not do type ohs. Bukowski in my Opine is not the poet. He lost me in the Motel. Roaches is not similar to humans in parody they degenerate the similarities. What some people get in satisfaction of the grunting of guttural sex is lost in his perfidy performances running the show while timeing his sessions with slow burning cigarettes. It is not good to speak ill of the dead poet. Yet eye think he will not here this unlikely prose poem to my face. I did the misfortune of hearing this poet read this poem when he told them to stop on the tape to get the break he lost me his avid listener. Eye tell you people my poems seem like fresh milk compared to one Bukowski poem. Eye will not knoeingly listen to not one other poem he did write. Froggy went to courting he did write poetry with lust for filler hate for spite. Eye tried twice to access his Official website the error is permanently there. NOthing is sacred. NOthing human is written in stone. Mortality for some is swallowed up in death long live poetry for one more Day. This is no paroDay. This is no tribute. He is the gutter. Some of us rise above it.

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Mar 2011
10:05 AM

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lost her won her got her here ici

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Mar 2011
10:07 AM

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kill kill for thirty five minutes eye seemed to be in the twilight zone doing five minutes worth of posting feeling oppressed of the devil hurting in trouble fighting for control my laptop over heating the industrial block is in FireFox now the window dropped down when eye tried to tweet the 666 in full control of eye sent the tweet to the government the whole thing seems to be the set up entrapment to the yuppies squares they will put them into the round holes eye feel like eye been wrestling with the devil he is winning on the question of Divinity why be divided on this question is this Devil or God there is no reason to be Atheist why go the negative when you could live forever. Do you see just why its good to just believe just Imagine this Mister Atheist suppose you were right eye will be there right beside you in your night forever asleep with you no more problems now. But just suppose we both get up Me yelling Jesus you crying NO this is not happening. Bound with ropes from Angels trembling hands then lowered into the Lake of Fire with Brimestone then. YOu not eye. Eye believed. Just in case it happens to be covered with his Blood. Eye place my Faith above your ignorance of God. See you there someday. lost in thought the ending of this poem is escaping me. why knot love is such the hard reality. kill

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Mar 2011
10:10 AM

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spent one hour listeing to blue mn group

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Mar 2011
10:38 AM

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trying to get GF on fcebookk i sent request to lesbion hope she does uccept eye

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Mar 2011
10:06 AM

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Isreal elen hice *2009 +2011

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Mar 2011
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eye love elen of isre7l

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Mar 2011
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eye love elen of isre7l

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Mar 2011
1:38 PM

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Charles Robert Hice A heckler asked Charlie Sheen a question about someone who had died. The Bishop replied, "I will ask him when I get to heaven." The heckler replied, "What if he isn't in Heaven?" The Bishop replied, "Well then you ask him." (Bishop (charlaX) Sheen)

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Feb 2011
10:00 AM

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streetwine he told her he is going to get them something then he went then he comes back quick showing it to her she so desperately wants to believe he did NOT steal it but she wants her streetwine very much he is the pickpocket he gives them love he quickly sells it for much more then it is worth the fellow who buys it just tosses it in the dirt the boy next door to the drinking inn tavern picks up the bauble then hands it to his boss its only plastic do you see its not worth nothing why did the Man give money for such the stupid thing he did it for love he did it for the girl if not the Man he did it for himself he did it for love he went then he went with her to the state street mission where the Reverend Boue Horn preached. He was waxing about money being the root of GOD. Deliver us from deadlines of every kind. He turned to the girl pulling the wine bottle to her lipps drink deep Doralink its Tax time once more. When they were going out the door the preacher was eloquent he is screaming now like heebee geebees make sure Jesus lets my Church be Tax free this year Amen OH God. Darling Doralink got drunk on poetry with streetwine

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Feb 2011
10:13 AM

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mikssing the kissing the gf is offline

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