Day of Reckoning

I reckon only one in a million would get my gist if I even had one, and of those only one in a million will shake my shadracks. By this reckoning it was about ted william years ago when I was last seen at Kominsky Park.

It’s no crime to be so scarce, according to the unabridged version of the declaration of independence. And the all-men-are-created-equal clause is sure to please the slaves. Say what you will and pass the munitions, my friend of the military. Remember the ammo! Viva Zapata!