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By Jack Joseph Smith
"Well Animal; I picked up a shovel, and started
digging my way to China. I could have only consid-
ered leaving; and remained fixing motorcycles."
"If you have a real child Prankster; that's one
thing. What I am talking about is you"
"I'm emotional!"
"Hope is the next corner, and if you get a glimpse?"
"I take a drink, or drop a pill in celibration!"
"You kiss the feet of yesterday's enemy!"
"When I hear gossip about love, I am sure to hate!"
"And so when you see the robes of a Prince runn-
ing through the alley without a body?"
"I've eaten up to much energy to jump into them."
For a split second Prankster saw a formed vision
of himself seated over Animal's shoulders. Moments
made him happy that he had found and laid a carpet
over the sand."
"Oh, it's good to move around Prankster! Good for
the old jumping bean to jump!"
Prankster's mind shot down into Mexico. He had thought
he could get lost on a needle mountain; bring a different
kind of junk yard from the city. Not being able to score
with the life of kid hippies unfortunately not connected
to the image of the goat; he had turned to tequila. In a
village cafe' he had found himself seated on the bar hold-
ing the bottle in his hand. The men's faces had been a
blur; but somehow now cleared their way into his reflect-
ion; The men were