Scads of Decades Ago

Scads of decades ago... Metaphorical mama's yoyo came undone, unleashing woe doggone wizard of oz sought in toto afore final picture show would play staging pro sic cuter determining irrevocable fate oh no! Approximately this time of year (circa mid December) as Christmas holiday doth near, yours truly donning his unrecognizable incognito custom tailored corporeal wear well worn, timeworn, and careworn birthday suit - most frightening Halloween scare transient boyhood lad spooked with fear courtesy grizzled old man, who toothless doth glare at much younger self sporting scraggly gray hair searches happy go lucky, innocently naive, fancy free and footloose spare slip sliding away shy kid 'ere timid, solitary, reservedly... imperfect triangulated square peg in round hole quizzically, soundlessly... mere roaring, reflecting, and ruminating riddled with despair methinks him foreigner, stranger, harbinger... unavoidable, hellacious, catastrophic... pitfalls he ain't aware impossible mission to bolster near deadly encounters with maniacal mailer daemons stealing his harmony, jollity, spontaneity... knocking him out stone cold no prayer, nor wing can revive, he will appear, whence straddling prepubescence agonizingly scared shuffling, skulking sputtering... collapsing upon his scrawny derriere bony posterior subjected necessary iron injections courtesy Harriet Harris (mother) licensed practical nurse buttressing emaciated frame hiding her tear filled eyes, while sole son wishes grim reaper cursed harridan freely clutching him onto elysian fields, where abound spirits of grateful dead everywhere.