Our Man in Europe/now BELIZE/Dave Delacroix, 2 posts: "Mr. JINGLES & a Song; "Oh-Spanish Moss!" -a Flamenco/OLE!!"
1)... "...O SPANISH MOSS DO I stay or remain. O Spanish Moss, your sweetest refrain; throughout the night, holding U tight, O Spanish Moss sways again & again.
O Spanish Moss does my Love live or die; O Spanish Moss where does destiny lie? -Throughout the night, holding U tight, O Spanish Moss, a RIOJA, a name.
O Spanish Moss, a Cajun-Bayou, nearby NEW ORLEANS, Mardi-Gras hullabaloo! Throughout the night, holding U tight, O Spanish Moss does my Love live or die!
2)... "Mr. Jingles!"
.....HE'S YOUR "GO-TOO" MAN, reliant/dependable/trustworthy (?) who makes EXCUSES on the flip of a hand/at the drop of a hat who - for some Ducats! - will ALIBI your last Saturday night/at Prayer/Bible Class, alone in your room making a scene with a magazine, no problem. Your reputation is in the clear.
He's (Mr. Jingle) Italian, Spanish, Belizean, he could be from GAY PAREE. He likes ICE in his whisky, wears a toupee & false mustache, an eloper of respectable Gals. Virginities-lost-GALORE! As for DEPENDABLE? If U rob a Bank, in the "getaway-jalopy/golf cart" he'll save your ass in a mad dash! Having to get a SWEAT ON - with Mr. Jingles - is Por/Per for the course. (Golfing-sport-thingy-vernacular?) "FORE!!!" (Mind ya Gig!)
He's the Valet of Valets! A Gentleman's-Gentleman. A BUNTER (Butler) to LORD PETER WIMSEY. A master of disguise. He can also be a Plumber/fix any situ. AND If U R a SERIAL KILLER, this is the guy U need to hide from the F.B.I. leastways, for a while.: Lady Montague's stolen diamond necklace? Blamed on RAFFLES! Ha-ha! Pity. "Sans" Mr. Jingles. Raffles must have lost his Card.
He's you "VELLY" own Mr. Jingles who can LISP on a dime. An ancestor of famed Dickensian/Pickwick Papers, a "Mr. Jingles", that Man on the Spot, a Man of Affairs who has no money but will freely lend-YOURS! He lurks in railway stations, airports or on a voyage a-sea always "affecting" (Greta Garbo) "I VANT to be alone."
A character, distasteful, yet bearing in mind the "slings & arrows of outrageous fortune" that we R all borne to weather, a persona - who has not thought? - we might sometimes wish to be.
c.2026. Dave Delacroix.
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