Our little secret

I'm a pious aegean tainted equidistantly with equal parts

digitalis, courage, illiteracy and cartographic mustiness.

I sliced my arm in a diebolding accident. I wear blue stockings.

I sit in a shady chair. I snook mink. I eat cheesecloth.

I have a Cedric Ceballos autographed basketball card.

I run recombinant across onomatopoetic chamomile.

In other words, I'm one burnt-out Witchita lineman

and I'm still on the line.