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CharlaXFabels CharlaXFabels 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 -
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