Hi, I am a future graduate from Matt Bevin Kentucky Good Boy School & Get Ready For Work Camp.
I am much honored to write at you this day. Year is 2036 after Jesus go to sky and I am please to complete full training cycle at Matt Bevin Kentucky Good Boy School & Get Ready For Work Camp. Was thing call “university” many sleeps ago when The Weirds was here. Not now. Praise to The Angels! Now is just for all good thing on Earth. Thing like make big bells. Make tire. Make robot eyeball. Make bullet. And best thing of all to make BIG MONEY.
What a good day this day is. This day is day I get forever life boss. Happy to make the big bells for big life boss so big boss don’t get much mad. Make big boss much money and be good boy and big boss give me some of money. Please Heaven Father, let big boss think I am good boy!
Here are some words about what is me and the thing I prefer so you can know it. Favorite book is Bible. Favorite movie is Bible movie. Favorite song is Bible song. Favorite thing to do is make the machines act good and say my prayers for to be with Lord when work body die.
Play baseball and such when little, but Mr. Bevin say no future in sport so do not do it. Nobody give you money to do it so why to do it? Same for to draw and laugh and think what if no Hell. No money. Don’t do. Only make bells. He is very smart boss.
Now I did Matt Bevin Kentucky Good Boy School & Get Ready For Work Camp so now I am smart like him is too. I can make a bullet for a policeman gun and I know that the bad rain comes when you are not a good boy and I know that when it is time to pick a new big boss in the boss booth that the one that is color red is for AMERICA and blue color is for THE DEVIL.
See? That is real smart because The Devil in real life is red and so him try to trick me but I cannot be trick!
Why? Because I am No1 in Shaking Hands class. I am No. 1 in Say Please class. I am No. 1 in Dig The Rock class. And now I will be No. 1 in money.
So sorry to you poor Weirds aka crybaby losers. The good REAL AMERICA guys won the BIG FIGHT and now everythings are much more greater and I have POEM for you to show that even we are better at those than you now because we fixed learning to make it not so dumb. Here it is ...
Some say a man is crazy when he goes
Out on an April hill when the wind blows
Under the red-buds and their mouse-ear leaves.
Some hear no music when the wind laments,
No drum-beats when it hoarsely boasts and grieves.
The wind incurs no feeling of discontent
In them nor mirth––incurs in them no moods.
One is no poet then if these red-buds
Are vain to him––bending in the wind’s play.
But if one hears gods in the wind and prays
And sees white islands float across the sky
Then this one has a poet’s moods and ways
And not the little ways of those that cry
To God from corners on the dirty street
Expecting money from the passers-by.
Haha! Get it? That tree has mouse ears on it! I am best POEM MAN!
And P.S. I really did write this and not a sicko Weird called #PeepingJesseStuart who is #FakeNews but it doesn’t matter anyway because it just doesn’t. OK, so forget it. Tell your phone to be Facebook friends with Matt Bevin and he will tell you what is good for your brain and your ghost and you will be rich good citizen like me.
I forward look to hear from you, sincerely thank you very much for your time to whom it may concern.
Coleman Larkin of Shelbiana is a writer, artist and cook. Reach him at email@example.com.