The Go Away gatekeepers feast on sweet treats. In the coffee shop the cat has a nasty brew in his cup, while that of the lady orders a large black and the napkin shows that it is serious. In Bedlam a man on the bridge screams for ice cream. The stone throne has something trapped inside with a fight to the death. Flowers and the sunglasses of Your Humble Webmaster and the flowcharts (both hither and yon) and the fish eyes reveal fair maidens of seductive ways, while inside the large white rose is the question of why there are no silent lawn mowers, mistaking the pen for the eye liner, shows how not to paint a masterpiece and sanctuary. Two nymphs dance in the breast pocket of the Irish sodomite. The little big hat near the grave shows why he was ejected. The crawling eye sees the display of lights and the other hot monkey love, while the feeble minded speaks of hairy legs. The thing that isn’t Master Munster says you’ll wonder where the yellow went. Fireflies reveal who are hidden in the field of flickering illumination. The hand of no one holds a gift box and the tortured soul cries for vengeance. The iron sky and the spirit of the rabbit fill the blunt. Amidst the applause the young small face learns of a close call, the second fat man and a suspicious death, while another elsewhere down below hears the song of the hat stand. On the street one old small face shows the battle of the dragon and the golden stallion, while the other that of the sugar man and the raging bull; the third and fourth, looking at a mostly naked grandmother, tell the stories of the massacre in the forest and the trench runner. Pocket squares sing in a wall of sound. The vampire explains the chandelier, gramophone and key. In the wrestling championship belt buckle the nature boy fights the king to a draw. The hands of the papal corpse hold the amulet. The flag of the cheese dog shows a bare and bound beauty. The singing ovens and a beach doll float in a glass of Italian brandy. The last old small face delights in her sugar walls, and below the tiny girl holds a larger view. The spirit board planchette shows the way to a good life. Do not ignore the underscores or italics here and elsewhere. In the lair of the Great Beast the blue eye in the pyramid likes what it sees and finds in the blue jewel. The horned albino demon admires his next pleasures. In the haberdashery the man who would be outlaw king and ordered the killing of a rival prince during his hot towel shave, holds in his hat a comely negress wench, naked but for a banana skirt, knowing the other linings. Much is hidden in the house of the impresario for those who know not where to look. The cup of Kovacs holds the celebration of the coming of a new leader. Old partners reunite in the singer’s drink.  The Ackermonster, who wears Dracula’s crest, knows that the man with the bat collects debt. We see the wedding of blood in the medal of Carnak. On the table the good doctor opens the bowels of the constable in a cup of coffee, wild boars consume a cripple within the torch, and the man tastes his brain in a box. Nearby, a father’s wrath is clear in his smoke. A king is crowned with the iron cross of the other. Fly away and I shoot not, the ball is so inscribed. Wrestling championship belt tells the story of four men going boating, when only three returned. Send in the clowns, because the dead are gathered in the mouth of Spalding, the oldest remedy is found in the mouth of the penny wise, and Nosferatu feeds from the mouth of Clarabell. Guitar head stock plays rats will inherit the earth. The kangaroo flower shows the winged creature destroy the city of the east. The mirror on the wall hides five of the fairest of them all and she, who is so hard to see, reveals herself. In the end Southern heritage is celebrated in her back pocket, while dancing feet point to the man who put a spell on you and everything on eleven. All tithe. Say hallelujah! Can I get a witness? Praise Jesus! Can I get an amen?