poem for Yogi

When an eel.... In the reef.... Bites your heel.... With his teef.... That's a moray....

Hi pianoguy,

Thanks for the poem. As far as the bite concerns, I may ignore a false accusation if it happens in the heat of a discussion, but if that gets repeated, then I tend to respond.

I do! And, indeed he was ... 14 DEC 1908 -> 27 OCT 1996. Best, V. {BTW: 'Morey' is/was the spelling.}

Love, it, PG. I'm an avid diver. My dive buddies will appreciate it too.

Rick Clark

Now see? You guys on the coast get to have all the fun! You can wear wet suits. Around here, you'd need a sludge suit.

Larry Fletcher Pianos Inc Atlanta GA Dealer/technician

Doing the work of three men.........Larry, Moe, and Curly

A little more research reveals that MA was more OnTopic than some of the ng readers may have at first imagined. He began his showbiz life in Vaudeville, at age 14, as straight man for his piano playing brother - according to at least one readily-found source; -> http://us.imdb.com/Bio?Amsterdam,+Morey -> click on the 'show more' link. Thanks, Chris, for bringing a smile of remembrance to this ng reader! Best, V. {Wishing all would supply their sources of information/enlightenment}

Hey...Ya'll

I'm glad my little rhyme promoted some levity and...as usual I have absolutely no idea what my friend Yogi is talking about :o)

And hey...Rick...did you ever find a sunken treasure ship?

There is an eel biting my heels these days :o)

Yogi When an eel.... In the reef.... Bites your heel....