HAND ME THAT HAMMER
The trickle-down theory has gone
crazy. I entered the Town Hall and
was enveloped by the protocol of a
nation gone mad. The guard said,
'Inside these infernal walls we're
all crazy; or have to act that way.'
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'And it's soon Halloween,' I said,
'but why we wear that mask goes
nowhere.' Startled, he was taken
aback. (I like to talk a senseless
dribble for authority to quibble).
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'Can I park this motorcycle at
the gate, is it not OK, or am I
too late?' And all he said was,
'Empty your pockets of anything
metal. I'll give it back to you on
the way out.'
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