Names are funny funny things like a bell that often rings. Time brings in its crazy swings; surf the web and memory pings. Can't negotiate this site; rhymes are all I can recite. Well, I here submit a flight of feeble rhymes to frame my plight: I cannot find a Councilman McClester, a real gentleman. If you the poet and that man are different, then this dumb fan will simply have to find more guides where Councilman McClester hides. But if it's here the C'man bides and frees your soul as it derides in lay upon delightful lay the foibles of the current day, then I can only truly say your probity has made my day.