Harvard of Peach Tree Lane

There is a man who went to Harvard. He wrote all the text books of the future and wrote all of the adages of tomorrow. This guy was in of himself a true prophet for the race to come. But that said, poor Harvard had to live on Peach Tree Lane. It was so bad that Harvard cut down all of his cherry trees and built a dog house in his backyard. The dog he bought was a sad breed. It had boils on its arms and it had ferocious knotty hair as well. Too bad that our Friend, Harvard did not really like to take the advice of the professors he once knew at Harvard! Poor man was busy with his own feelings and his own truculent dreams to confer with the truly wise and now he lives somewhere that he just can not get used to. But that said, I believe that the future is bright for Harvard. He skis on Fridays and he eats good foods during the week. He works hard on his dreams and he uses all the cotton in the field to play his baseball games by making bases to run on out of cotton and the other good things in life.
So if you know a fellow like this fellow, Harvard, ... pay him some good respect. He really works hard and though he can not see the light, the light never goes away.

Narcissus the Bike Pilot of Mayberry Street

There is a fellow I have old years be gone known to my day and he is a fellow who likes to ride his bicycle. He rides it up and down a street that has a hill at the top. He likes to write long letters to his long lost sister that he has long since remembered as she has left his playground for the future. I must say that my friend whose name is Eltew is organized but seems to lack a simple name for his pet gold fish. I only write this as he seems to really like his gold fish a lot and even stares at the fish when it swims in circles in the fishbowl. Many may never name a gold fish of course, but this particular goldfish has been with Eltew for his entire life. It would only seem fitting that Eltew might wish to at least call it "guppy". But that said, Eltew rode his bicycle too many times and it broke in two. That was not the biggest trouble that Eltew had of course, but sadly Eltew refuses to get another bicycle and has bronzed the original bicycle.

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Loopy Dreidle Studier

This is a tale about a man of the seed of Abraham who lived a great life but suffice to say, he studied the dreidle.  He liked to play with it and he liked to lift it up and calculate its exact weight.  He would occasionally spin the dreidle and he often lifted it from hand to hand.  My dear friend named Mory was a small smile in the daylight and a warm heart at the height of the evening.  He danced in the front pages of the Doctor's offices once upon a time and he really liked to be shown many milestones in the avenue of the well and worthwhile.  I miss my friend Mory and I believe he is suffering much less as he has gone to a new home in a new town this past orchestrated year.   I must say that Mory works often and works diligently.  He shares his blessings with others and he works in the peacemaking business though he calls it simply "sole searching in backyards of life".  Mory understands munitions and he works steadfast to bring the munitions he owns to offer others a chance of personal contact with all that befell him to build his huge Avenues of Relationships, Worth and Pleasure.  Mory understands the fact that one must turn over a new leaf and one must always busy oneself with good thoughts and wise useful knowledgeable orthodox passions. 

Frisko the Salt Checking Pasta Cook

There is a famous man in the restaurant that I visit once in a while and his name is Frisko.  Frisko works hard and he is especially good at cooking pasta.  Frisko's pasta is so good that noone ever leaves the restaurant hungry or even wanting anything else to eat the rest of the evening.  Frisko was a smart fellow, but alas, I must say, Frisko really went wild checking the salt in the salt shakers each hour he was at work.  It wasn't that the patrons took too much salt.  They really didn't.  His pasta had exactly the amount of salt that they needed.  But that said, the salt shakers sometimes might have been spilled off the tables and sadly, Frisko was unhappy that once a patron said that there was no more salt for his pasta one night. 

Bruce the Waiter

There is a man named Bruce and he is a waiter at the finest of hotels.  Bruce is intelligent and he examines the faces of everyone in the restaurant and decides for them exactly what it is that they really would want for dinner.  It never failed to amaze me that never was there ever a person who did not find Bruce's suggestion to be exactly the dinner that they were truly in the mood to eat that evening.

Cotton Kimmo the Crab Thrower

I have a certain dignified friend of mine whose name is Kim the Baker.  Kim is a he kim and he likes to offer children crackerjacks at the baseball games.   Kim is wise and organized.  I never expected it but I learned that Kim likes to throw Crabs at the ballpark for fun.  Truly one must say that this is inhumane, but actually he only tosses them about 2 feet in front of him.  This is actually quite funny and he got his name Cotton Kimmo as he always wore a big cotton fleece on his shoulders when he threw the Crabs. 
Kim is on time and always available for a talk of baracuda fishing I think.  He likes to go out on his nice large boat and he likes to go sailfish fishing when he is on the seas.   He catches the most colorful sailfish but he never ever throws a single one back.  People pay him for the dinners he may bring home and he gladly offers every sailfish he has ever caught to the truly hungry persons at the seashore.
Best wishes, Kimmo.  I am waiting to hear about your future baseball goodness.