Thursday, July 2, 2015

6843. THE NOSE IS IN PLAY

THE NOSE IS IN PLAY
Hey buddy. I can smell you 25 feet away, what gives?
Let's talk, just take a moment. Hygiene is the subject.
Your going to make yourself sick this way; it's just not
good for you. How's anybody anyway going to even
approach you? Flagrant violations occur, man. Now.
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So, he rolled over and he did listen up, saying : "I once
sang for the Archbishop; I once drove a fine automobile.
I once played piano like Gershwin and wish I still could -
got the shakes now, you see. I can't really do much. If
all you're reacting to is my smell, you too are out of order."
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The most simple, select of all the select aldermen I've ever 
seen. I thought they should all be so self-possessed, 
and wished that I myself was too.

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