Israel Is Sitting Cantankerously On The Fence

Assalam and Greetings all Brethrenhood for today is the day You most understood that the rations provided articulately have been seldom modified to date. "The American Regime is the most misunderstood," they Ones Yell from the Pentagon Roof! "The Articulate bindings upon their Regime have withstood the light of darkness from the Saudi Regime!"

"NAUGHT SO!," CRIED ANOTHER, ALL CREMATED TO DEATH! "WE HAVE OURSELVES SELDOM THOUGHT THE UNITED STATES WAS THE BEST!"

Intricate documenting afar it is said "that the briar of the stormfront was someone else's real Quest!"

"NAUGHT SO!," YELLED ANOTHER, "WE THINK WE KNOW BEST FOR UNDER AMERICAN AND BRITISH COMMAND IN IRAQ THERE WILL KNOW NO REST!"

"WE AGREE ALSO!" said Israeli's front "FOR THE BOYS IN THE PENTAGON ARE PICKING US OFF ONE BY ONE!"

"And How is That?," YELLED ANOTHER ONE FROM THE FRONT?!

"BECAUSE PICKADILLI ARE ALL ON THE RUN! WE SHOUTED AND HOOTED AND HOLLERED AT THEM BUT WHEN THE ISRAELI DUMA SHOT THE FOOT OF THEIR OWN MEN UP IN THE CHECHNIA TERRITORIES THAT WAS THE TIME THAT WE KNEW THEY WERE ALSO AFTER WE!"

"CYANIDE POISONING THEY PUT IN OUR BEDS AT NIGHT AS WE LAY DOWN TO REST."

"But who art You?!" shouted the Lord Hutton Inquiry Too!

"WE ARE THE SPIRITS OF THE DEAD WHO JUST CANNOT REST!"

"WE ARE THE MARTYRS FOR OUR SOULS THEY LAID DOWN IN A TRIPLICATE OF COUNTINENCE JUST FOR A PILTRY SONG! AND WE WILL NOT REST UNTIL THE DAY THEY ARE DEAD AND THE PERJURY GOING ON IN THE FEMA JUST WILL NOT LET US REST!"

"Are You the Mohammed? The Group of Five or of Six?"

"NAY, M'LORD," THEY ALL CRIED TOGETHER, "WE ARE THE ONES WHOSE APPENDIX THEY FIXED!"

"OH, MY GOD!," shouted the Lilliputins, "OH, MY GODS!," SHOUTED THEM! "WE THOUGHT WE PUT OUT THE PLANCTON ON THE NORTH-EASTERN END!"

"YOU DID, FRIER SIR, THAT YOU DID TO US!"

"who are You," inquired Lord Hutton again.

"WE ARE THE IRISH, WE ARE THE GREEK, WE ARE THE TERMINAL WEAK! WE ARE THE SOLDIERS OF THE IRISH BRIDGADE! WHOM THE BRITISH PRIME MINISTER SOLD OUT AGAIN! WE ARE THE TEMPERS YOU SEE IN YOUR SKIES AND WE HAVE ALL LASTED AROUND THE MILLWRIGHTS!"

"who are the Millwrights of whome Ye do speak?" inquired the man sitting beside the Greek at the World Council of fifty or more,

"OUR TEMPERS ARISE WHEN THEY HIT THE SHORE!"

"WHAT SHORE, MEN?," inquired Prince Sultan again

"THE SHORE UPON THE NORTHEASTERN END!" cried all the villagers once again!

"what shore is that, pray tell, all Ye men?" asked suavely Lord Hutton again and why is this print in five point ten? Uthrania Seila, this We are asking You once again

Uthrania Seila: it was stated and it was said that in order to copy this certificate

"what certificate," asked Lord Hutton again

Uthrania Seila: the certificate of mine own birth date.

Prince Sultan smiles and then exclaims Lord Hutton at the top of the chain of all devises once again:

"WE ARE SPEAKING ABOUT THE CORAL REAFS ONCE AGAIN! ONLY PLEASE PROCEED ON WITH THAT DOCUMENTATION!

Uthrania Seila: why so angry Lord Hutton. What is the shame?

Again Prince Sultan ibn Abdulaziz ibn AbdulRahman al-Sa'ud does exclaim along with a rather Saudi 'sultry smile.'

"Yes what is the reason for all Your dismay, Lord Hutton of the British Arcade? Is there something to hide after all?"

"JUST STICK TO THE TOPIC AT HAND AND WHEN ALL THIS IS THROUGH I AM PERSONALLY GOING TO GO ON ONE HELL OF A LONG VACATION!" he yelled throught gritted teeth.

"just asking," snaked the Saudi Prince as he lay down his coffee mug once again.

"just asking. is that somekind of a sin?"

Uthrania Seila: The Martyrs would like to speak all again.

"WHERE IS ABDULLAH, THE CROWN PRINCE WE ALL LOVE?! IS HE IN THE DEVA CHAN OR IS HE STILL SPOUTING HIS MOUTH AT THE CORRUPTION WITHIN HIS OWN HOUSE?!"

Uthrania Seila: His Excellency is chairing a cabinet meeting while we are generally out of town.

"THANK YOU UTHRANIA THEY ALL DID ALLOW HE TO BECOME THE SCAPEGOAT ANYHOW! BUT WASHINGTON'S NORTH MAN OLIVER TWIST NE'RE DID LIKE THAT OLD MOUTH IN THE BIT BIT OF PROPOGANDA AND WE JUST THOUGHT WE WOULD ALSO LIKE TO LET YOU KNOW IT!"

Uthrania Seila: Thank You dear ones. Anything else You might add for the Hutton Inquiry is seeming mad or should we say 'angry' again at the Gods and Goddesses' know what, but here we go once again.

"NAUGHT SO LITTLE ONE, FOR THE TOOTH AND THE CHAIN AROUND LINCOLNS OLD CHAIR IS A NUSENCE THEY SAY WAY DOWN IN WASHINGTON SQUARE."

Uthrania Seila: Ye ones are coming in choppily. Please alter Your frequencies for better reception.

"O.K. UTHRANI!"

"and now may we continue?," asked Lord Hutton bar of the Bench of the Queen's Court of the Lilliputins, rather 'sheepishly.'

"Indeed. Broadvent actually knew where Dr. Kelly kept all the records of the WMD's and not a one of them tainted Iraq nor that of the Presidency."

"and who are You," inquired Lord Hutton again

"I, Sir, am the Royal Prosecuter against You and against Him."

"against Me, Sir? please explain. And just 'who' for the written record is 'Him?'" Lord Hutton inquired again

"Well sir, Ye see that writ over there?" asked the county Sheriff of Nottingham Square

"That writ was not made up by Me but indeed continue Sheriff of Nottingham County," continued in retraction Mr. Tony Blair.

Geoffry Hoon looked around to see who was there.

"Sire, officiating at the helm of all of Your greatest dispair is the Queen, Elizabeth Anne Windsor herself and of that you should by now know that PM Tony Blair was there in the very vacinity but never, as You once long ago requested, went over there.

"WHAT?! BLAIR?!"

"Nottingham Sire, wants You there and for Your own goodly protection, Lord Hutton and Geoffry Hoon, we also want You both to attend the real funeral of Princess Diana and her new husband the Egyptian Dodi by name. Their father, wants You there." said the Inspector of Scotland Yard.

"Why Sir?!," Sir Geoffry exclaimed?

"Simply because we have the name 'misprinted upon the document,' it says 'Betty Gail' instead of Rania, Sultana or 'Elizabeth.'" continued the inspector of the Royal Mounted Duma.

"You see Prince Philip went over to Canada to 'ensure' that she remain undercover and quietly stay there. So the lovable Saudis intended to rescue her for many have bio-logical claims and so does the 'almost disposed' President of Iraq, Saddam Hussein. Get the picture now laddies, asked the Inspector of Scotland Yard, as he swilled down the smoke of his tobacco large pipe.

"uhhum!," quietly uttered Lord Hutton again, "um, Sir, we will be there now may we inquire as to how Your writ ever arrived here?"

Still swilling upon his vastely lit pipe, the Scotland Inspector took in a great breath before he replied, once more to the question of Lord Hutton, inside

"Wellll, Laddie, could we just say, that we are really on you're side this day. We only wanted to make perfectly sure that when 'Uth-rania Seila' asked You a question, very ligitimately, that You, Sire, would give back to her an answer, correctly. You see, Sire, You, Yourself would ne're have gott'n this far if it were not for her help. The lassie at least deserves an answer correctly from one Brit'n or another. Don't you think Master and Lord Hutton?" considered the Inspector from Scotland Yard.

"uhhum. short cough. indeed." snuffled Lord Hutton as he drew his papers all into line. "We have a proceeding to attend to right now, Inspector. You are rather out of line are You not by interferring during this time?" Lord Hutton once again inquired of Him?

"Wellll, not in the least laddie, let us just say that the: "Pickering trial will soon be also along its way and we in the Northern parts of this Island may just do it ourselves if You are so busy." continued the Inspector of Scotland Yard.

"Wait Inspector! Now dinni, Yourself be in such haste!," counteracted the Lord Hutton with his inquiry again!

"Pickering is My Prime Witness! You canni' take him away, as Your in Your most coliquial sort of Scottish translation of the English Language might say!" COUNTERED LORD HUTTON AGAIN.

"Ah, Laddie but that I can," said the Inspector from Scotland, "in fact, Sir, I already have. Sorry to have bothered you with all of that. The writ is upon the table Sir, please dinni be late." the Inspector from Scotland Yard said, as He made his exit.

"groan," stated the Lark on the Hill, as they watched around the clock, PM Ariel Sharon, once again balk at having to order the roundabout destruction of his own troops which just seemed as he said: "to no longer behave."

Hatonn: Tie off all circuit frequencies please Uthrania Seila. Oh just a moment please, we 'seem to have' just one more comment.

and Prince Sultan ibn Abdulaziz ibn Abdulrahman just smiled.

Uthrania Seila tying off all known and unknown frequencies at 2:45 precisely PM. Uthrania Out and Scribed by Mine Pen.

Prince Sultan: Thank You Uthrania Seila

Uthrania Seila: You are most welcome. :)

Prince Sultan ibn Abdulaziz ibn Abdulrahman Al'Sa'ud: King Fahd has hired 88 lawyers.

Uthrania Seila: Thank You all. Of that are we all most aware. And the Crown Prince Our Abdullah?

Prince Sultan with a smile replies: "He's just fine if He is able to hold His temper in line." Big Grin. Now goodbye. Must run before I am found to be in a distinct crime for leaving My Own post at supper time."

Hatonn: Cordoning off all factions. Thank You Saudi Arabia for Your input as well. Time out at 2:51 PM Western Mountain Time, Saskatewan. That is where I am now for just a short little jaunt with my sons, daughter and wives, just before I head back to Ottawa and then fly back down into Washington Territory.

"We will never tell," Shout the Saudis at at large!

Hatonn: Oh about all my wives? Well I have had plenty throughout all My lifestreams. Did You ever once think of that? The Past, the Present as well as the future were all given to Mohammed and as he recorded the Words he understood fully well what we meant but the channels of the Saudi Press Agence, and We don't mean Uthrania Seila, for she is not a channel at all, but a real Starseed, had come to think that we all meant that we offered up to all Saudi and Muslim men a Paradise after this living lifestream which guaranted them at least seventy wives all at one time. Ha! Now Ye Ones understand!" Lord Hatonn swigs upon the cigar of his life as he contemplates their faces in the Light and the shock, pure shock registered there by the Holy Crowned Prince of Arabia Abdullah was more than even poor ol' Hatonn could bear and he just broke down laughing his head off at all they fine Saudied Ones standing so cautiously in front of him there.

Great Laughter!

tie-off at 2:58 PM