two friends sat alone and he sat like a stone......

[Guest guest]

they sat upon the mountain top

thinking all the things they thought

without a pen without a clock

with mostly All and not a naught

 

they come and they go

these jinns of the mount

sometimes there's are flow

sometimes there's are fount

 

 

our dear friends, drs. quick and quack

not a thing they had, not a thing they lacked

which speaking true is both this and that

and one is gone and the other's back

 

 

forsooth they forsook the fake fakirs' fame

for sail and for song for fire and for flame

messrs. quick and quack alas and alack

left not a word for the folks here left back

 

....bob