17 November 2011 - great leader
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Weird: I’ve decided. Today I’m going to become a
great leader!
Smart: Whatever keeps you out of trouble.
Poet: I can do this one. Look: Thousands of marigolds
believe in you and follow you. They march in rows, singing a
sunrise song. You make a speech that sinks into the Earth
with thunder in its girders.
Weird: Wow, how did you know?
Poet: Then a knife appears in your back.
Weird: That’s exactly it! Where can I buy a soapbox?