A Compilation of the Series Cheph111

A compilation of the series CHEPH111 A compilation of the series CHEPH111 Chapter and Verse MarYlin Mist she was tall and a nerd with glasses and short hair parted in the center like ewe She was just an astronaut heading to the stars. My name is charlax one I'm an android eye give my life to ewe baby lamb yes eye will fly to the next galaxy with ewe this is the stokker he is not the only one but he is the BEST one for the job ewe It is very hard to kick the habit of a 5o year old lifetime ewe Hypertexttransferprotocolhyperdrive had been invented by Charles Beau ford ewe She was looking for a tall matron an older woman with a disability perhaps lame in just one foot and tall just like an Indian. “Hello this is the MATRON IOLA”, she said not unkindly then, The Matron sighed for she likes ribs and countryfried chicken steaks just dripping. MiZ Mist has spaced. Oh my the MATRON was fainting from lack of soup again The stokker was in and out so fast he left the car and spun his heels in the direction of the rock and off he went to adventure land on Mars. he saw the rover blindingly moving near a little hill to take his pictures and the space shippe is a needle nose flyer which replaced the first ship a more convential craft which crashed (see Amaryllis One) The falcon yerd lady screamed at MarYlin please set this thing down in one pieces she screamed and screamed WHEN the MarYlin and the charlax and the MATRON all have come back with me then. Then he smiled feed them and me again. and seemed to be a boy a Martian boy perhaps they would meet him in the course of these events mabe even in the chapter twenty two of these chapter poems about Mars the dead planet of the solar system one the MISTY WAY. and they all saw the BOY. He had strang joker hair all red and green and shiney like algea “The boy sounded amazingly like STOKKER in his voice.” an air-lock@ manufactured in Hong Kong back on the third planet NEWTONIA in the STAR SYSTEM MISTY WAY in the city of Bostonia how was your day to day gentle reader are you prepared to kick off no amount of insurance and help or aide ewe in your survival of the afterlife as well as knowledge of JESUS. Just say JESUS and then live again. This advertisement has been brought to you and ewe and yew and yours by the CHARLAX poet. True religion is inside of you. OH gentle ewe come back tomorrow for a brand new chapter poem.