this is indeed a long card

This next poem was written to tease David, who did not feel at all that ours was the best bell choir in the land. The "MJ" mentioned was the Dulin clergyman at the time who once, when Lloyd was visiting me, came up quite politically and introduced himself to us, shaking our hands vigorously. I said, "I GO to this church." Actually, HECK, I used to live in the parsonage! "This is my friend, Lloyd." Once again he shook out hands vigorously, "GOOD," to Lloyd. "And next week you bring a friend, and the next week they bring a friend! And Lloyd and I are thinking, "Hey, man - we're just here with the band!"
TO: Walking in a Winter Wonderland

Handbells ring are you listnin'?
In the pews, eyes are glistenin',
A beautiful sound that echos around
'Cause we're the best bell choir in the land.

In the hallway we may meet a preacher.
A skinny dude who goes by MJ Kim.
He'll say, "Are you members?", we'll say, "Gee, sir
We are but it is sure no thanks to him!"

Later on we'll conspire
'omngst our tiny bell choir
To find a good time when bells we can shine.
We're the best bell choir in the land!