"javier" poems - Hello Poetry

A old gentleman in a bar was sitting next to a very beat up man this tattered man He wore no shoes He smelled He was soaking wet and looked very pale. The old gentleman bought the man a beer and ask him what his story was the man told him that he was once a successful buissness owner a man of high class and standard. He wore the finest clothes, wore the most beautufl jewelry, and went on amazing journeys. The old gentleman began to laugh he sipped his drink looked over the man and asked him what happened the man told him that he was driving out in the country comming home from a buissness meeting He said he had been drinking and reached for his scotch when he looked up his car swirved in the lake water seaped in He said " water came rushing in so fast" the old gentleman looked down at his beer looked up and the man was nowhere to be seen he asked the bar keep if he saw where the man went the bar keep insisted that the old gentleman was crazy that he saw the old gentleman talking to himself... suddenly The old Gentleman heard a voice over the television " Good evening we have breaking news it appears that Lyon Lemon Owner of Inka Industries has gone missing. Police have recovered his viechle but with no trace of Lyon inside it. They've issued scuba divers to search for the Lyons body. We will keep you posted on this story. The old gentleman suddenly felt quezzy and uneasy. His lips dried, his skin went clammy, and his hair stood on the back of his neck. He knew he had seen Lyon not moments ago in the bar. The old gentle dropped a handfull of silver and paper on the counter and rushed out. Javier Timble once a Master Con Artist and a Cheat was now the one being fooled and tricked with. He knew the game that was being played on him and he was to have no part of being set up for a ****** Timble was shakened but was far from scared. As he walked out the bar he noticed wet footprints. But they were forming as if someone was walking. Timble again felt the rush of adrenline come into his heart he began to mutter to himself and wonder what kind of trick this was. Javier stepped slowly towards the footprints and noticed that there was letters forming on the wall to the right of him. slowly the words formed out to say "InKa"

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Oct 24, 2012

Oct 24, 2012 at 2:04 AM UTC

jam-rock

not finished but a start

A old gentleman in a bar was sitting next to a very beat up man this tattered man He wore no shoes He smelled He was soaking wet and looked very pale. The old gentleman bought the man a beer and ask him what his story was the man told him that he was once a successful buissness owner a man of high class and standard. He wore the finest clothes, wore the most beautufl jewelry, and went on amazing journeys. The old gentleman began to laugh he sipped his drink looked over the man and asked him what happened the man told him that he was driving out in the country comming home from a buissness meeting He said he had been drinking and reached for his scotch when he looked up his car swirved in the lake water seaped in He said " water came rushing in so fast" the old gentleman looked down at his beer looked up and the man was nowhere to be seen he asked the bar keep if he saw where the man went the bar keep insisted that the old gentleman was crazy that he saw the old gentleman talking to himself... suddenly The old Gentleman heard a voice over the television " Good evening we have breaking news it appears that Lyon Lemon Owner of Inka Industries has gone missing. Police have recovered his viechle but with no trace of Lyon inside it. They've issued scuba divers to search for the Lyons body. We will keep you posted on this story. The old gentleman suddenly felt quezzy and uneasy. His lips dried, his skin went clammy, and his hair stood on the back of his neck. He knew he had seen Lyon not moments ago in the bar. The old gentle dropped a handfull of silver and paper on the counter and rushed out. Javier Timble once a Master Con Artist and a Cheat was now the one being fooled and tricked with. He knew the game that was being played on him and he was to have no part of being set up for a ****** Timble was shakened but was far from scared. As he walked out the bar he noticed wet footprints. But they were forming as if someone was walking. Timble again felt the rush of adrenline come into his heart he began to mutter to himself and wonder what kind of trick this was. Javier stepped slowly towards the footprints and noticed that there was letters forming on the wall to the right of him. slowly the words formed out to say "InKa"