Captain Biskit of the star freighter NONCONFORMIST, saunters in to the tavern, he had found one of those wooden instuments with the obvious female form and was studying it intently suddenly it all seemed to make sense at what he asumed to be the top it said OVATION, he put the gently rounded back against his gently rounded belly and began: I ride an old pony, I lead an old Dan I'm goin' to Montana for to throw the hoolahan they feed in the coolies they water in the draw, they're tails are all matted their back are all raw ride aroun' ride a roun' real slow for the fiery and the snuffy they/re arairin' to go. Old Bill Brown hada daughter and a son one went to Denver and the other went wrong. His wife she died , in a pool room fight but he keeps asingin' from mornin' `till night, ride aroun' ride aroooun real slow for th' firey and the snuffy are ararein' to go. suddenly he drops the wooden instument with the gently rounded back though he drops it gently... he stands back with a glazed expression there is something on his head he reaches gingerly with trembling figers to take it off it's a high crowned hat with a wide brim gathered in the front rolled on the sides wide in the back he sits it on the table and starts toward the bar with his first step he hears a slight jingle like tiny bells.....