More poetry

And here's one from our friend Frank in Little Rock. Two things are very obvious from this: 1) Frank should stick with marketing and leave the poetry to those who can't sell. 2) He knows us very well.

Haiku" is much too sophisticated for me. How 'bout an Arkie take on it:

There once was a band on the hill,
that played cover tunes for a thrill.
They were old bastards, true,
and they ached through and through --
I think "Big Un" means "massive pain pill."