"I got cancer here." My Kemah King said, pointing to his nose.
"Cancer in your nose? Liar, I thought! I didn't voice it!- "I don't want you to die" I thought, yet telepathically my gold- heart read my mind word by word. How I love you, adore you, live long, healthy happy prosperous. Hey handsome wild bird of paradise divine, Will you cut off your long nose then hu?, (I asked, inwardly) Hu Handsome Pinocchio!? ~~~ It's been 50 years, how do you do?Β Β Surely with your prosperous wealth, you are in abundant best of health care anywhere on Earth! Beloved Kings among Sheikhs. Perhaps joined your space ship crew towards that new found peaceful world.
Oh you rddjpc! Handsome Roddy traveler Pinocchio, of mine!