Poem, anyone? "THE GIFT"

[riff]

"The Gift"

He hands
down the gift
as from a great
height, his

precious
understanding clothed
in miraculous
fortitude. This

is the present
of the ages, all
rewards
in itself.

But the lady--
she disdain-
ful, all
in white for

this occasion-- cries
out petulantly, is
that all, is
that all.

-Robert Creeley

 

[Cherry]

ohhhhhh, riff


Why don't you and CHAMP have a nice talk, or somethin

Or better yet ... pull that bad boy out and let him talk!

Haven't heard from him in a while, ya know

 

[riff]

Yeah, I prefer movies too.

Gotta get some Z's, Cherry. I've been unconscious too long.

g'night!