catfish

i dreamed i was tom sawyer fishing in a muddy stream and tom caught a catfish but it was not what it seemed the catfish was abe lincoln and he tossed tom a dime and said, hold on to it, my boy it must last you for all time be wary, said walt whitman for all this will be forgot what is seen will be wiped clean but what is whispered will not then up stepped henry ford wearing a necktie made of worms for he was not george washington and certainly not george burns do not cut down the cherry tree lest all this glory end tom paine is in the parlor making huey long his friend mr vanderbilt has four aces and grant a pair of kings jesse james looks over his shoulder as boss tweed pulls the strings a new book will be written when the old world returns but the children will not read it for no one ever learns tom reeled in the catfish and took the hook from out its mouth custer set out for the territory ambrose bierce went south