Hello Chieftain!

testing. disregard
 

AAAAAAAAH, I can post, yet Jack can not
What wicked spell hast thou done wraught
I speaketh words of true report
and Jack is left with thought abort
 

AAAAAAAAH, I can post, yet Jack can not
What wicked spell hast thou done wraught
I speaketh words of true report
and Jack is left with thought abort
 

Yeah, comments system has gone all wonkuloid. Seeking solution. Dropping words from sentences. done now.
 

Do I smell a faint whif of pedo-you-know-what-ia? hmmm. Pretty creepy. Suzys agree. She dasn't think the poem is his though, too cornball. Me? I believe it. And he probably posted the bogus picture so people in the supermarket wouldn't recognize him and bean him with vegetables.
Christian