By Request, ‘Dem Dry Bones’

Here’s another spiritual, this one requested by Thewhiterabbit: Dem Dry Bones, sung by the Delta Rhythm Boys. See Ezekiel 37: 1-10.

Hoo-boy! Midday Friday, and I’m worn out. Feel like a balloon  with all the air let out of it. Patty bought me this ballyhoo ointment which, I have just discovered, can’t be used to  ease hip pain. But soon the hip will hand off to the knee and the knee will hurt. Then I can use it.

This medicine worked great in capsule form, but if you take it orally beyond a week or two, you’ll do yourself a painful mischief.

The tart cherry extract had no effect at all.

Let me see if I can round up Joe Collidge.