Innocent Dose Of Supposed Prose!

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π“€ It was a late afternoon one summer day when my Dad said plainly; " Go outdoors and blow the odor off you." πŸ˜“  Personally, I was ashamed and offended. Yet, I refrained from displaying my displeasure. πŸ™Š When a soft rain filled the air with a refreshing mist, I became a willing subject by going outdoors. πŸ™† I danced happily outside, in the splendor of the momentous weather... πŸ—ΌπŸ—Ό⨨⺊㆞πŸ’ƒπŸ˜ˆπŸ˜ΈπŸ˜ŸπŸ’£πŸ’₯πŸ’’πŸ’€⻗πŸ™…πŸ™ˆ⻗πŸ’ƒπŸ’«πŸ˜²〠㆞⺊⏳⻌⻍⺼⻣⺊*ᑦ‣㆝I am silently praying I didn't set any curse's intΓΈ motion...) being I am a virtual ocean of commotion, doing shampooing!... ☔ 🌈 πŸ›€ ៓៓៓ྦ αž”π¦† ば κ•’ ꑎ ਬ ବ៓ πŸ›€ ៓ πŸŒ‚☂☔ 🌈 ... ☀ ☼ ⛅ πŸŒ‡ πŸŒ„ πŸŒ… 🌻  🐑 α΄°Κ€π™”κœ ՜ πŸ’±  πŸ”› Bets On!  πŸ’Œ  πŸ‘Œ  πŸ‘« I got a plentiful dose of alcohol each day as I grew into a...
π“€ I must base my decision to go outside on the fact that of twenty- two children in my immediate family and have taken a bath, but missing my weekly shower in the three days following, I leaped at the opportunity to come clean. I liked ⻗ the ♭🎢 Come Clean by Puddle of mud and was humming to my ♡😻♡ selection on the πŸ’Ώ; She πŸ‘’ hates 🎩 Me. πŸ™Š My chimp gives ENCOURAGEMENT BANANA'S 🍌🍌🍌 Yes, we have none... ㍘0༳0

π“€ I suppose that in a way I am lucky to have twenty siblings in away. It complicates the bathing/ shower ratio though. As it stands; I can bathe once, and a few days later I can manage a quick shower. I can't be sure the water will be comfortably warm for the shower. πŸ‘ͺπŸ‘«πŸ‘«πŸ‘«πŸ‘«πŸ‘«πŸ‘«πŸ‘«πŸ˜† Still, we do as we must as a family. I'd wait calmly for an hour. Not only for me but we. Entangled lovingly. Seemingly, 'til the death of me, or we? All together now!...

π“€Š So out here, with a bar of soap, Dad handed me on the way out the door ⻗πŸ’ƒ ⻗ toward what God has supplied. I dance one of continuity as if twisting and ringing out the clouds until each of all the drizzle has met its mark... 😲  'Harken!' I thought aloud. I am proud to be cuddly clean again. πŸ˜‡ πŸ’¬ 'O' Cleanliness is next to Godliness is my message.' I mumble under the radar while thinking aloud, which negates feeling proud. BUT! T៓ many emotions are a crowd. My mind wanders; Not all pigs become footballs. Crunchy Hog Skins are a favorite of mine with beer. 🍢 " One- eight hundred- Get a brain," Spouts my wise-ass Sister, 'Seven of nine.' 🚒 

πŸ˜€ At only thirteen, I see generational opportunities I could never have imagined but for bearing witness to a wide range of professional persons, each having trained advantageously in every position beginning with the lowest possible paid slot, πŸ’€ though its requirements included specialized training πŸ’ and referrals preferred. A-Z and anything but easy ye creases πŸ’‡ tease, ም༓ꃂ I please... You qualified not only for anything but everything, like a half-hour, scrub a dub... Deciphered foreign languages while you languish 'til, cool water rules your privileged smile to anguished fool still... or dispersed from the work pool, like another of my older brothers... Edward, or Phil, who choose to ignore fire drills, while snoring on booze and sleeping pills. They wouldn't kill their lives if it could give them a thrill. πŸ™‡ πŸ’©`

πŸ’­ Time has disappeared so fast, πŸ™… I'm old now. Too old to last. But I've got photo's to help my fading fragmented memories to flourish like exaggerated prints. πŸ’£ Dents in history grow into a mystery... πŸ’₯ A long time has gone. Dogeared photographs are good for laughs, πŸ’’ And as tears too. O' Can I cry on... you? πŸ’« Not you too. I don't mean to be unkind, but black around your eyes shone lined. It smudges your finger. It's a dead ringer or is it a reflection on a scry... ㆝㆞ No one wants to find you've... πŸ™ˆ Fly brothers? why? ⏳ The morning sun inside your Ides today... 😸 Marching cats, falling into flight formation, it's not your denomination... 😈 While I yet exist in a wholesome state of being, I possess this remote viewer through, which I think it's the end I'm seeing. I don't deny I eat grain every day. A gloomy destiny I chase away... from edges turning gray. Goodbye... πŸ’€ I'm going to die. O' Now don't you... starting to cry... Stop now you. Boo- Who? 〠≖⦐

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My Darling Daughter




I've come a long long way to feast my eyes upon you
To remove the worry and the weight they laid on you too

My little darling darkness and heaviness was on my brow
I give thanks to God I feel relief will finally let me rest now

I've never been a man who worried about the small things
So seeing you so safe and sound and I can forget all things

I don't always show appreciation for the special things I know
But to mark this time in all our lives I plan to let it show

What is the most important isn't the wealth that we accrue
Nor is it anything we do when compared to value most true

I've been shown a million ways so kindly what to value most
So to the welfare of my daughter I would like to raise this toast

Believe that though I may not always be present near you
Darling child when you are troubled speak and I will hear you...

                                            *~ Cat Nip'N`*

Publishers Accepting Unagented Manuscripts

Publishers Accepting Unagented Manuscripts

nicotopcat.blogspot.com                                                   Talking Selling Points                        06/11/20

I might not be everyone's cup of tea but I'll attempt to compel you to read what is going to sell, even if eventually, so come over to me. I have an instinctive vision regarding the lifting of a veil. This is my trial and I've been fettered for a while in living hell. We all recall, but I can see tomorrow well. And, my vision will unfold like lawn furniture, here in this cell of evil Demons I believe in, 'cause I'm hanging on like dangling skin and looking rather thin, I try to hide where Angels dare not dwell within... so if you are afar, you are still akin and change that attitude, my friend. Together we will change this world again. Disregarding the color of one's skin, we must adjust the barcode that's eroding, some of us must try to be as trustful because it is now, then. Where have you been? What have you found? Now, don't go digging sacred burial mounds, if only 'cause you fired off a few resounding rounds and killed an unarmed man retreating much too slowly for finding equal grounds. "I'm going to empty gritty coffee down..." my Mamas words still do astound for me and many miles around this pissant town where I once drowned in a bottle of moonshine whiskey, see? Not me 'cause I went temporarily blind. Oh, I can go on and on, and just in case you'd like to know too what extent I'll really set my heart on, go to my blogger before somebody else gets a part of me and I am gone... 

                                                                                                                                                                             ~W. R. Schaefer Jr.©`*

Once, we knew an uncertain tomorrow... (Well, not so much we, as they...)

                                                            Once, and again uncertain,
                                                                                                                                                  

                                                               
                                                ...Our Freedoms Were Hard Fought For.
  Genuine Preparedness will keep one busy with his own... This is an edited re-issue, however...
unfortunately, I only succeeded in 'attempting' to fix this player issue, but unsuccessfully, Sorry all.
And so the world may be in the midst of absolute turmoil. Is it really the estimated time, when we should not be looking at our Chess Champ President as if he were the elephant in the room, which nobody dares acknowledge? He is far from the ridiculously pieced together, tung and groove farcical character portrayed a few months ago on  'Family Guy.' In the very end of a massive upheaval, which our fellow (ha! ha! ha!)... Sorry fellow Americans... WHY? Must you really ask me questions about why the standard we use to address the people who surround, and nearly drown us in the fluids that laughing uncontrollably can cause wet lung while you're pissing your ... whatever you choose to catch the bodily fluids that you don't seem to handle respectably, in that Clown part down in the nether regions, of the rest of our mix and max clown gadgets, kept so elegantly stabilized, when nobody's looking.

 This President is, and should be viewed as a great one... and he will be deserving.    When I speak of focusing on what you really need to look at hard. I am speaking about just how cozy 'red' China and our bosom buddies who control the most mystical ' 'Disney looking fairyland.' The Russian Federation, who seems so relaxed, while a translator has the perfect pitch for Putin's voice... You would half believe he is communicating from Disney Land. The Big Bad USA has about the least to worry about when it comes to the very most sophisticated weaponry available, in any spectrum of customary lighting accessible to all of... Huh! Human Kind. When Mr. Trump gazes into the respective News cams 'all but FOX, are the enemy of the people' and all of we, who reside within our sprawling country. A place where you can rest assured are not about to be bombed off of the map at any minute... at all. Our President is thoroughly briefed, as certainly as you will lie down comfortably when you turn in tonight, resting assured that our President has the situation under complete control. He drops hints and lets the enemies' mind decay with uncertainty... A chess wizard!

    Do I still believe in the US Constitution, that is represented by a flag named Star-spangled Banner?`ά₯ƐՁȻի color of which represents how we won the absolute, most terrifying war any Army had 'Ձ nightmare' of having, to believe was actually fought in no less than an in your face, direct 'slaughtering of our fellow man' The front lines practiced no slick maneuvers by which they gained any strategic advantage. None at all. Packing a musket left a precious little area for pretending you were even in the running for a medium-aged life. Well. I am inaccurate about 'that' detail... Many of the soldiers in both front ranks were already of a medium, or 'young middle-aged' men who were saving the 'youngest' ranks in the back lines...

  As is penned in the believable old texts, concerning the war between the wayward British defectors (Americans )from Britains basic form of slavery, which overflowed in each and every area of their existence. The very Churches had become a bloodbath, awaiting its very next flow of inexplicable violationswhich were primarily of the Red Queens whim... Even in the harshest weather. The commonplace removal of not only fingers and toes, but of whole limbs and their frostbitten extremities. Often this would be 'the angry spirits' who plucked their victims from the poorest of outdoor conditions when being a watchman was the worst misery that was 'also' the lowest of what we are accustomed to being. When today, we can find such as humanly-unreal in the unexpected times, and out of doors situations which turn into nightmares. Give thanks, and hold your loved ones tightly. We are protected, as of...                                   

  ...Yet. Do not deny, that real soldiers go through abject horror

SHE...


                        SHE...
Lyrical/Jazz

She would undoubtedly  have made it onto my personal wish list
Perhaps in an age no doubt, it may have come to be

She was classy and quite cool, I was a fool not to insist
but I must do without, she simply... wasn't meant for me

Sometimes life makes you want to cry out loud, you know? 
There are those things that can make you proud, do my tears show? 

I often wonder if she ever knew I felt this way about her, or no?
Oh, maybe in another time and place or so me and her though, oh, woe, no...

I used to love to go to her show, but I mostly loved her a real lot, so...
I can't retrieve the vibe, she made me feel inside, but I loved her though!

She holds a first-class ticket to the fantasy she was to me, take it slow! 
But she was much too young though I think she knew but what to do, I don't know...

She will always be inside of me and fond remembrances will she bring, I know
When I was in her solitary company we would talk and sing, and I would glow, so?

But, then one sad day she said she had a new job and she had to go away, oh, woe!
She said she would miss me and my heart just broke but I think I spoke; "Okay, I Know!"

I know I tried at least to tell her even though it hurt to see her go, do you know?
And that I would miss her too, much more than she would ever know. I loved her so...

 ~ƒỏr Danielle`♥                     + nicotopcat.blogspot.com +  -W. R. Schaefer Jr. ©
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