MY ALKALINE CONFESSION
I'm not going to sit here and tell you
anything you did not already know :
there are emeralds in the moonlight
and certain frogs that can talk; there
is a mist that comes down from Heaven
and a new way of learning to walk that
brings rewards without needing to go
anywhere at all, and that brings me back
to that frog who can talk. What it says
is something about water and something
about mud; which just proves that one
should only talk abut what one knows.
Perhaps? In the late 1950's, there was a
baseball player with the Tigers whose
name was Al Kaline. How cool was
that? And though he had an very acid
temper, he was a master with the bat -
and he never talked of things which
he didn't understand. Oh that Al
Kaline, he was quite the man.
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