Two Fools

He squats with his rump on my brogans at the foot of the podium, inside the hollow space,  wherever I give a speech about My Personal Journey from Success to Significance. It is his laughter you hear, and that is his Royal Scepter you hear knocking against the mahogany to punctuate my straight-faced moral discourse. "We must transform ourselves, if we wish to transform society. We must be the change we seek in the world." And the knocking and laughter gets louder and louder, until the whole podium begins to shake and move across the floor - "Ah," cries the crowd, "behold a miracle!" (With Thanks to Tom.)