Don't Put the Blame on You

So you might ask: WHY AM I WRITING THIS? That's pretty much what I was thinking about it but here goes. STEP 1: WHAT IS THE RIGHT QUESTION? Well, if there was something that a person (OK ME!) wanted to ask about it, then maybe it would be OK (like the CORRAL). So anyway. STEP 2: ASKING? If you knew someone who wanted a person who might be able to help, OK I'll just SAY IT. But when I would ask my mother, and then she would get upset, so I don't really ask as much. STEP 3: CAN A PERSON REALLY GUESS THE FUTURE? You know, a TIME MACHINE? And you might say no, but then again I don't know but in a way I DO because I am WRITING THIS. STEP 5: CLEANUP. Here goes,  Did you ever notice that when someone wants something, and sometimes when they ask it takes them A LOT, but still when there is a lot of SMOKE then it takes a lot of TIME too for a first-grader.  OK, nevermind about THAT. But that's really what it was in the first place. So anyway, the MAIN THING that it was is I wondering about the FUTURE (Jules VERN). And if someone could really go as fast in a Delorian as MICHAEL J. FOX with garbage in a nucular explosion then it would probably make fire. Because some people don't believe about the fire tracks like my brother did, but that is ANOTHER STORY. STEP 6: GOING BACK IN TIME: My brother and I used to play under the table with a sheet on the table and we HID from our MOM (AKA, NOT HAPPY). And maybe if a person (AKA, ME) could use a time machine, but then again it wouldn't happen as much. But I am not saying if it was MY fault (it WASN'T) but then again WHO KNOWS? OK, and that brings me to another thing: WHO IS RESPONSIBLE? Just thinking about Aretha Franklin and it all makes sense: R-E-S-P-E-C-T! The only other thing was my brother because if I COULD (AKA: TIME MACHINE) then I would not have done it. But still, it was HIS fault.

Candy

I was thinking the other day (you know how the mind WONDERS) and then again sometimes it DOESN'T. And then I remembered about what my dad used to tell me (then again did he really USE it I don't remember.)

So anyways enough about that. But anyway I remember when my dog would eat his food (HUNGRY) and I was supposed to feed him TWICE a day and then sometimes I wouldn't--but he would just get hungry (kind of like that kid in the commercial "He'll eat ANYTHING")!

When my dad got tired about the (DOGS) and then we would have to take them out to the country (PEACEFUL), but then again. Who DOESN'T??? But I said NO! because then again maybe it wasn't the dogs fault and anyways the can was hard to open (for a kid, AKA me).

But we had two cats, and I wasn't sure really about if that was so good (especially with the dogs, AKA "dead"). I asked my dad (AKA "shooter") about the cats too and did he noticed anything (OBVIOUS). And he told me . . . maybe I WONT say but here goes. And I wasn't sure if it was what I wanted to do, but then again (it's not easy to say).

Which brings me to my next point: BURYING THE DOGS. Because when its dead it doesn't move but still it feels warm (NO GLOVES) but I wiped it on my pants. And later MOM asked me (AKA: DID YOU DO IT!) and I said NO!

Essay: The Emperor of Ice Cream

I was walking to the groshery store (you know WAL MART but smaller). A man walked in front of me and bought cigarettes (Robert Redford). And that leads to the next point: Cancer, i.e., DEATH. Which most people think is just a fancy way of going to Heaven (which it is). Because I remember when I was a kid (yes Walt Disney and Mickey Mouse) and my DAD died it maid me think about it (cold, dark, underground). And then most people like to think about clouds and harps (but that's not really).

Which brings me to POINT #2 which is my sister. Not everybody (umm maybe I shouldn't say) OK anyway here goes! And then she got pregnant (and I'm not saying who did it). Which is just like the coldness of the baby when it is dead and you are holding it (aka Robert Redford in the ground).

OK, so now you are thinking what about the other thing? And I don't believe (if it exists) then maybe it does. But I don't know about burning on fire (which doesn't burn forever).

In the fall time I would help my dad (leaves) and he told me not to jump over the fire (smoky) and I remember the smell. But still the leaves were gone in the morning and forever is a long time (but then again Walt Disney!)

OK, so point #3: HEAVEN. And if it is gold I think about my mother (whose dead too but not CANCER) but still = cold and stiff which again is like Ice Cream. Let Be BE! And John Lennin too. But thats enough about that. Anyway.

Umm, most people, (going to church) would say to me "READ YOUR BIBLE" and then I did. Lots of people died in it. And then again I think about Enoch and Elijah (and then again there is FIRE). Walt Disney (aka on ice) isn't in the Bible, but then again some people think Mickey Mouse = Noah's Ark.

So here goes Point #5. My mother would take me to school (and my sister). So anyway the teacher gives me a homework essay to write and I say here goes, but OK I'll try. (But in 1958 the rules were harder). And I wrote an Essay (Ralph Waldoo Emerson?) and I wrote about a frog = cold. And I was holding it, and I thought WHAT THE HE** (for the kids) and it jumped (or did I throw it?) into the burning barrel. And then it disappeard.