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when you place a silver dollar in your mouth you scratch it with your teeth to see if
it is real a man bites down upon it and then looks and frowns or looks and
smiles upon the quarter he has found not silver or even golden but just metal of
some kind its zinc and copper mixes made in Betty Crocker's Kitchens. She has
a tray of circles all lain out upon her divine divan the tails side up for luck she got
this from the JESUS man who tossed his penny in an arc and tried to hit a mark
a line drawn in the sand and made his feet go march to live a different plan a
lifetime being mended his only love he found she makes the things he feels
inside brand new. She stirs her better batter up with a long and spindly spatula
she marks each coin with edges with the cheese garter greater. She takes the
grater to the table and turns each coin by hand she makes four of them for every
dollar in this land. They asked her who is on the image of the coin she laughed
and dimpled smiling she said it must be Dollar Bill. The George Washington
Dollar is the image used for the quarter he gets to be on two. When yew become
the President Of America you can be their two. She stamps the quartered dollars
on the side that just says heads with the handy dandy stamper set she got from
her Uncle Jed for Christmas Past. She turns the coins at last and makes the tails
with her old eagle eye she uses her new leather set to scritch and scratch the
bird the lines formed from habit of making millions in a set in just one day she
filled the Island of Manhattan with 24 additional sets they said they needed them
to buy Manhattan again the previous treaty had run out from the statue of
limitations set back in Washington against the law must be obeyed by every
man. When eye am making a bus ride and eye find a lot of pennies eye ignore
them when eye find a quarter eye do a little more than dance in place eye jig eye
jog eye trip on every log in my haste to find three more it costs one dollar just to
Board the Tran. Betty declined to speak just to the press for she is very shy she
said she knoes now who the image is on the flip side of her coin and eye did not
keep a dry eye when she smiled at me and said without a tremor or a miss it is
Washington, D. C.
grabbing at straws the luck of the draw
some live big some live raw
a few like gods on hills of gold
every things fine just do what were told
A man on the corner needs something to eat
money walks by thinks dirty deadbeat
separated so the poor don't offend
at least when your down no need to pretend
late at night at the castle on the hill
a drunken success pops another pill
doesn't talk to his kids doesn't have real friends
his wife loves spending and the hottest new trends
a mother and her children prepare for the meal
what little there is seems so surreal
Everyday she struggles to provide
all she has is love and great strength inside
the driver takes him to the company he owns
he makes money by working others to there bones
always watching for a worker whose down
to remind them hes got the best jobs in town
eight sharp she takes the bus into work
she works for sol ittle just to please some rich jerk
the boss points out maybe its time for some new clothes
hes pays so little cares nothing for what she owes
the girls need braces but theres no way to pay
she smiles real big and says well get em someday
but shes knows she probably wont ever afford
she can barely make rent on her own accord
when he enters his mansion he feels quite alone
a beautiful house but know sign of a home
he decides it be better if workers lost there medical coverage
the company will save and even the overage
two people so very different one thinks hes what most people want to aspire to
the other wonders how long she can hold two sick days she'd be out on the street
the first one is selfish drinks every night avoids his family and lies a lot to
the second is down but will never give up and her children love her she is so sweet
these two people we see everyday I'm willing to bet you may look away
she just doesn't know how to save irresponsible i hear people say
when you see the man in his top notch suit and perfect smile
i hear people say what an outstanding man i like to talk for a while
When i see the man in his thespian role i feel a ting of pity in the heart in the soul
all the money doesn't help him see the person he his the one he could be
when i see the women struggle all day i wonder why we aren't all this way
her strength and courage virtues indeed a path of love is always richer then one of greed
Form:
how much is it worth to you to feel safe and secure?
how much would you spend? how much could you afford?
what is the monetary value that you would place on your life?
how much money would it take? how much would you sacrifice?
what price safety? what would be the cost?
what price safety? what would you spend to prevent the loss?
too frightened to get on the elevator in the building where you reside
don't know if you'll make it to your door before a thief is at your side
too scared to walk to your car alone in a public parking lot
don't know if you'll get the keys in the door before you're assaulted or shot
what price safety? how much money would you spend
just to have that feeling of security once again?
most every elected official in most every country in this world
have their own taxpayer funded security detail
the celebrities, movie stars and TV personalities
have personal body guards and/ or private security
America has been on heightened alert since the Twin Towers did fall
the airports, the borders and Homeland Security are constantly on the ball
security has become one of the nation's fastest growing industries
and you can't go anywhere in this world without showing identity
so how much would you spend to remove from your life that spirit of fear?
how many dollars would it take to protect what you hold dear?
there're not enough police to go around to be in society's face
so security officers take up the slack and stand in their place
we've become the front line defenders that the community sees
to detect, protect and defend them and their property
retailers spend thousands of dollars just to secure their goods
from thieves, boosters, shoplifters and your garden variety hoods
the government be it federal, county, city or state
use security officers to keep the peace in abate
yet without benefit of weapons, no batons, no vests or guns
we hold to our positions and we get the job done
we alert the police, FDNY and the EMTs
at the first signs of violence, fire and any emergency
but we're at a disadvantage when it comes to getting paid
for we barely make what would be considered a livable wage
what price safety? what would it be worth to you
to give security officers what they are due?
what price safety? I ask you once more
what price would you pay just to feel secure?
WHAT PRICE SAFETY?
20FabelSEVEN
Charlexes Fabels
Gardenor
A Mexican sweat is just a teepee with a fire made hotter and a rock placed where
you can pour the water on the hot rock to make some steam come up and they
add some pine to make a smell so sweet to tired alcoholic lidded eye eye did my
time cold TURKEY and never needed one. One man who works in landscaping
as the gardenor becomes too busy to notice the other man escaping on the
sidewalk it is the thief the gardenor is using both his hands in his effort for
release the other man in shadow land appearance coinciding with the worker
there just thinking while he is walking hands in pocket just holding on to nothing
as he sort of Saunders bye? Saunders
For over 60 years Saunders Manufacturing in Readfield, Maine has made top
quality Form Holders and Clipboards for millions of customers worldwide. Now
our new Portable Desktop line continues the tradition. Just a coincidence please
Gentile reader ewe must understand the non commercial usage of this poem
business. A Random act of kindness to your senses.
Charles (surname)
Charles is a given name for males, and has its origins in Common Germanic
where it originally was used to indicate a free man, but not one belonging to the
nobility.
While eye was typing this the contact email on the link opened up into a brand
new page and never made connected to the name? please people if you put the
actual name of your email address then we the customers can copy and then
past the thing and then you could have read my fable and had a much better day
oh Mr. and the Mrs. Saunders. The Gardenor may read this missive iff eye bother
to make the translation into Spanish for the bulk males of the working force is
Mexicans.
GARDINER: From the Danish for "garden keeper." A noble profession and a vivid
name. Relatives: Gardener, Gardenor, Gardner, Gardnard, Garden, Gar.
Namesakes: Erle Stanley Gardner, John Gardner. Eye am just a Charles
derivative a CHARLAX iff ewe will of some great import a relic not a derelict of
duty a lover never a fighter a want to be husband to the ewe oh ewe please smile
as ewe aer reading this one and be sure.
Jealousy is never meant to make us harm but only to make love come back so
strong to make the other one in love return a little stronger than she was before
the Jealousy.
Yesterday, turned out,
To be, a magical day...
I got a great new drummer,
Totally excellent, I must say,
And he took the band,
To his amazing studio...
With every bit of exotic equipment...
A musician could know...
He mixed in like magic...
Making the band's chances
of reaching success to greatly grow...
And, though my physical pain was
much greater than usual,
We went to a diner in Queens,
for a menu perusal,
I treated my mates,
To a hearty dinner meal,
Glad for once I could treat,
It seemed no big deal...
From there on we went...
To the Howard Beach Yacht Club,
To play a musical gig,
The kind of job we do love...
Hosted by Queens Hell's Angels,
A fund raiser for poor kids,
For the "toys for tots bike run",
Sounds unreal, yet it was not,
It was just what it claimed,
That it really was, and every year
It still is...
We played for free,
though we got food or drinks,
Without charge...
And helped them earn money,
In their own hometown biker's lodge...
Well we were suplimented by
by other good musicians we knew...
We played an awesome set,
We knew what, and how, to do...
As for me, when I received,
What I perceived as a musician's slight..
Asked not to play...
every song that was planned,
For that big night,,
It seemed to me....
To be not being treated quite right...
So, yet, when we played,
We were sharper than a knife...
And were heros for the night...
Every song quite tight,
However, this somewhat offensive remark,
That was made to me,
Turned my playing skills
Up quite a mite....
And when we reached...
A great level of musical
Excellence,at that point,
And when it was at it's height...
We were rocking that joint,
We played way out-of-sight.....
But regarding my minor ego wound,
I somehow made my point,
So by a long night's end,
I had easily won that
Stupid and needless musical fight...
Picture "biker chicks" dancing
Exotically in front of the band,
Seemingly in ecstasy...
Which gave us a hand...
You see, such a thing...
Will make us play all the better...
And thunderous applause,
It seemed dotted the "i's"
In that letter....
We "Smoked 'Em" real good,
They loved every song....
Seemed they wanted us,
To play all night long...
Great satisfaction, and fun,
I really did have...
For at least my tired soul,
It was a heavenly sent salve.
Oh mum, don't compare my dad with someone else.
Downfall is a part of life don't blame if he fills.
>
>Who knows what will happened next in a moment?
>Who cares not to choose if someone has a bad print?
>You are in love when someone was your need,
>Who is expensive cannot afford seeks divorce in a minute,
>You never thought who cares me why has innocent kills?
>
>Why do you mind if someone treats to you as you treat me?
>Why is dad only mine not to you what is all repeat to me?
>Are you sure your choice was wrong you are right now?
>If you failed again what will happened next don't beat me?
>People prefers to live on surface greenery looks nice on Hills..
>
>I know you don't like answering you prefer to live in peace,
>What is peace if you burnt someone's heart and blamed not to tease?
>Can I say something dad is only a dad cannot become a mother?
>I also like happiness time isn't always same don't family freeze?
>If place has different taste don't think flour grinds not mills.
>
>If you are right different place is better to live must choose,
>If you think present job is hard to handle don't a family loose,
>Ask for help we shall co-operate you build up your confidence,
>Sadness and happiness is a life, enjoy them not to cruise,
>Prefer to share don't hide matters take rest don't use pills.
>Who likes to walk in darkness all loves darkness enjoy to sleep?
>Although People loose respect when native dies prefers to weep,
>Ok, I am agree dad is bad, when he shall die how do you feel?
>If memories are shadow of life don't apart them nothing is cheap?
>It is hard if partner is unemployed a job cannot afford bills?
>Time goes backward and forward sunshine brings a deep darkness,
>A cloud comes and brings rain seems hard but a nice freshness,
>Don't mind I love your pace what is peace if you delete me,
>Mum you can resolve a matter after dispute if having a nice kiss.
>Opportunity is a healthy process all loves if has a tasty grills.
>
>Don't mind I love your pace peace is what if you delete me,
>Strong feelings has relationship understanding is what repeat me?
>Active mind has thoughts and development soul is what indeed?
>Love and hate has feelings you can move don't chargesheet me,
>Developing nature is process of mind avoid obstacle thrills.
FABEL EIGHT
FABEL EIGHT
Ignorance is Bliss
CharlaX Fables
People argue they agree among themselves on stupidity to be the ruler of them
all it was so laughable not even rude at all just stupid and appalled. To the
purists among mye readers this is written in the winter not the fall the words do
tremble at the writer's test the writers want. Ignorance is bliss. Listen gentle
reader to this twist.
A man was near me on the bus a largesse man with a WINTER hat and GLOVES
upon his head now wait please stop of course eye meant the hat was on his
head the gloves were somewhere else. The joggers went near the bus the bus
was honking at a car they moved in tandem to the music each one was listening
to something different eye suppose. They went to JOG upon the road. As these
people moved on past the man was heard to say “it is way too early in the day for
joggers in the way”. The women near to me they numbered three they all began
to say and to agree among themselves the joggers are out there in the dark. Now
here is where the ignorance does come. Eye began to speak and so of course
they then had to disagree with the mee. Eye began to say a profound thing “it is
way too cold for them to be jogging like that”. “Oh no” they said, as if eye was a
monster as if they had it planned “there is no cold the cold does not exist we
meant its dark the dark had hold of them and they should not be jogging in the
dark like this but cold oh no it's not too cold” they all pitched in and left me
thinking that the eye was in the Twilight Zone again. “Of course it's cold” eye tried
again but they were sure they had me now and to a person they each one piped
up loud It is only the dark is all we meant and not the cold at all?” Eye tried again
this time surely they will agree with this old man “ Yes it is cold out there there is
no one wearing shorts yet in this January day?” And then eye left my seat and
moved for eye was in the way of ignorance and bliss for they ignored me anyway
for eye was reason in the face of added nuisance as the gaggle kept the play.
Eye kept silence in the back of the bus all to myself the wounded pride intact so
sure that eye was right about the cold.
best thing of all eye could no longer hear them getting old.
So, now, you are telling me your feelings.
But you expect my concern?
Did you consider my feelings?
Each and every single time that you afflicted me,
with your knit-picking first; with your rudeness;
with your discriminatory remarks,
and while you created and allowed a hostile environment
that included two co-workers?
Or while you abused and mistreated me,
and allowed your two 2nd in commands, and your daughter, to do the same?
Did you consider my feelings?
After I shared one personal feeling with you?
Only for you to throw it in my face,
with another subject heading?
After you were demeaning to me; After your inhumane treatment,
and your continual ignoring all of my good ideas,
and my concerns within vast areas of the job?
Did you consider my feelings?
When I tried to have open communication,
only for you to hurryingly pass it all by,
and to act as though the valuable topics and advice that I raised attention to,
that you caused to be turned into complaints,
were unnoteworthy, except for your retaliation?
Did you consider my feelings?
When you socioeconomically abused me?
When you cut my needed hours many times?
The first time causing me to default on payday loans,
that I never should have had to get in the first place.
Also causing me to get behind on rent,
as you became an accomplice to the unlawful and inhumane eviction
that they wouldn't allow me to go to court on?
Did you consider my feelings?
When you cut my needed hours again?
Lying about cutting out the lunch shift, that you would work yourself,
as you then, hypocritically, had four employees cramped in that space,
after cutting my hours to three hour shifts,
causing me to get burned...
Like you actually cared that you caused me pain.
Or did you consider my children's feelings?
As you snidely told me, "Just take care of yourself".
Ever? At all?
Not to mention all the wrongs that you committed against my children...
But you have the audacity to expect my concern now?!!
When you ignored every previous concern,
only to turn around and treat me like crap,
like my feelings don't matter to you?
Obviously,
you expect from others,
what you are not willing to give in return.
Nothing in my life has ever been anything like this.
When I started my company it was nothing but bliss.
I invented a company called “The Edit Centre”
Back in ’86, I was quite the inventor.
The business model was to transfer movie film and edit videos
So family memories would last forever, don’t you know.
From the day business opened we on a roll
People came from far and wide, it soothed my soul.
From $30,000 we grossed the very first year,
To 60 then 90, I had no fear.
I bought $1000’s and $1000’s of video toys,
The public loved it, so they could enjoy.
The growth in the business lasted about 13 years.
We peaked at $427,000.00, I still had no fear.
Slowly but slowly, things began to erode.
I knew not what the future would bode.
So I did what many major companies have done
I fired employees, sent them on the run.
I ended up doing more of the work on my own
And in 2006 I made more money than I’d ever known.
My accountant was pleased, said I finally learned how to make money.
Even though I was grossing far less, I was making a tonny.
The bank told me my house had great value, have this wad of cash.
So I began to remodel, was having a blast.
So I borrowed a quarter million to fix up the place
Created a palace, the times seemed to be great.
I was paying $3000.00 a month on the equity line.
Felt what I was doing was not out of line.
Then came 2007, well before the economy collapsed.
Sales dropped $75,000, what kind of relapse?
What was I doing that was so wrong?
I began living in a world I didn’t belong.
Technology was beginning to alter my life.
The market I owned was cut like a knife.
Fewer and fewer needed the services I provided.
Since 2008, I’ve been highly misguided.
But I was stubborn, said this couldn’t continue.
Took all of my savings to save the only thing I knew.
Owned a beautiful building on a main thoroughfare.
Spent every dime to save it, I didn’t care.
But business continued to get worse and worse
I vowed to survive, could I be cursed?
I remodeled the building and opened an art gallery
Thinking with no inventory costs, I might make a salary.
Of course my gallery couldn’t have been more mistimed.
Who in 2009 had the reason to spend another dime.
The upside was that the building had a facelift.
And I was able to sell it, that was a gift.
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How some students grew up on the Computor?
and can't function in the real world right click the bus mommy and place it at the
stop it is taking much too long to come around the horn. form method="post"
This paragraphic is free to be a space bar for mee and ewe.
option>Sometimes in my fables there is parts and pieces of mye poems this is
not yellow journalism or nepotism or even bad form eye can copy and paste and
then add text eye can translate pictures into banners and banners into love eye
can relate a page to GOD and find a way to enter clouds formed and someday
eye will make it rain inside this idiot Computor box and it will fry all the electronic
components of every Computor in the world then we will all go outside again and
inhale the fresher air.
value="Radio"
Just now eye went to a Bravenet website to make me a new website and its free
but of course the upgrades would cost me but the free sights is challenging and
it gave me a code for a welcome type box and it did NOT work as it is in the form
of a a href not a url. The idea is the webpage would bring me people they would
sign my little guestbook too bad it does not even relate to the page it won't
translate at all the code is wrong its backwards to a forum type webpage the url
is too long. The HEY REF only works on websites the URL IMG thing only works
on FORUMS how many people have followed links to there destruction. When
eye got the thing on my FIRST PAGE of HOME the thing took off with me when eye
clicked it open we went for an internet ride and eye lost the page eye was on NO
fun. Eye would not want a HOME Computor user to become lost in navigation
when he was just trying to let me knoe that he had viewed my poems. The thing
is done the web page that they gave me is very green and nice looking but does
not do a real function oh well in this Brave New World does anything rally have to
have a function and so mye gentle reader ewe it seems to mee the eye the poet
fable maker fabulist like Aesop that eye am just the new proud owner of another
big white elephant so they will always benefit from instruction of this knowledge
from someone please open windows as many as yew want and let them learn
yew some.