Based on "Winter" by William ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights. " Instead of doing that come over to the club." Come on Uncle Deacon, The VFW is for old guys." Come on, you are entitled to join now." So this is a recruiting campaign?" Not really, we can have a steak and a couple of beers. Then if you are bored, take off for a hippy joint." I guess if you don't know any better, a college bar looks like a hippy joint. Okay Deacon I will show up for a steak and a beer. That is one beer."Eight P.M. found me at the frame building that housed the FVW. I explained.Read More
