Speaking in tongues isn't as easy as falling off a log.

You need concentration. Consideration. and respect.

I felt that way, once. A long time ago.

When horse riding beggers sold frosted fairy treats for only a
plug nickel. 

Those were the days.

Sometimes, I feel like a kid in a candy store that only 
accepts credit cards. So much saccharon, so little time.

In the end, it won't matter who wins or who loses, rather 
it will be the ones whose bones bleach last that will claim
victory.

Or claim viceroy.

Whichever. 

So much fun we had that day.
# copyright Joe Johnston