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Fabel38

Fabel38





Pheonix





CharlaxFabels



“Pheonix is experimental courses involving the release of prisoners into society”: Professor Hardon was now speaking to his children “he was thinking of them already as his child and children he was daydreaming of a future world populated by his prisoners released into Society to jerk the world around on HIS string. When you do a book report eye the TUTOR have to grade them please read only CharlaxFables so you will learn something better and eye can pass all of you with highest honors. The Bathroom has been painted and the graffiti is fresh and it has to be one of you. NO almost Screaming Tommy Gunn jumped up and SPEWED his filthy words at the teacher. We think it is the girl that works as a Library assistant for she is not helping the people who are not students. The rules would work in a NAZI society there would be no loud talking in the library they Matron would walk among the computors and swing her MILLYCLUB if someone snickered. The portable classrooms have not yet arrived and the prisoners keep milling about in the library chasing a hope and a dream to the door of a classroom hoping it will magically appear in front of them while Charlax cries.

Plugs are not available only in the outlets at the mall where you can also buy coffee in a latte snicker at the freezing cold and hold thy nose with burgers smelling like a dead old cow went yearning in the afterbrushes reeds and rushes in the ditches working on the center stone of the idea of the century. The Pig is dead the Rat is born a Chinaman's surprised the chinaberry's were so plastic tasting never boiled them never tried them after fried in oil and butter and the batter would be better with some butter and some soil. A man told me bugs are good sources of protein how can one man go so very wrong he is not alive in the same sense as ewe and eye. The semblance of an android to this human image eye become is striking mee on both my nerves today seems like a memory of half baked love. The Pheonix is now rising up the ashes of the judgments' won.

The Tutor is the elephant. The classroom is the world the students are the girls in love. The lady has a favorite song



ewe aer my song



my hearts desire



my love of fortune



smiling down



my sweetYheart ewe



my early life



my later years



my only love



a song



The Teacher is a ruler and a lover of the song.

The professor is a lover and a ruler of them all.