thanks to Mr. John-Scott for this lovely homage... an ode to fancy catfish raymond. i was inspired buddy. oh lord, my heart is cryin' whiskey. and fancy catfish caught up some tears in m'eyes. i can touch it, i can sniff it, i can rub it inta m'stomach, but i caint get close enuff to git ahold of 'em. a spread eagled invite don't make no difference from here. for my legs is stiff 'n weak some fleas, some copper and bad feets. caint jetfly. nosir. caint fight the 'lectric word box, neither its powerful, musky, true, got me lovin' long and hard sticky and stiff just like good wood glue. just makes me wanna take off m'glove reach out and touch you. john-scott