Rules
RULES
In the possibilities that exist in this existence implausible but true confessions
happen out loud sometimes just to confuse and then astound the ewe the
sudden materialization of someone never there the cell phone call is ruled by
rules from Heaven there. In a perfect world no one would talk at all no need to
share the info no need to make the call everyone would know where everyone
was from. Coherent concretion of ideas a story and a line not readily available
not making sense of rhyme. Some people if examined would not pass the
muster of us all but that man eye say that man he needs to be lined up again the
wall and shot shoot him if we mustard gas will get them out please toss it
carefully away into the ditch and let it roll the bread dough boy and fight the
WorldWarThree is coming to a village near you everytime you point a finger at
someone in judgement land you point three back at me the rules.
RULES
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2007
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