Satire is what keeps us “sane”, friends.

“I am mentally and physically fit enough to serve through President Eisenhower’s term!”

Why can’t I sleep in a car or on a plane when my head drops that low?  I always do the jerking-snorting-waking-up thing when my chin drops below a certain level.  Ah well, something to look forward to, I guess.

In keeping with the theme:

That candy-colored clown they call the Sandman
Tip-toes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper,
“Go to sleep – everything is alright…”

I close my eyes,
Then I drift away….