Huck Finnegan (3)

   
   "Huck Finnegan (3)"
   
   Huck and Peanuts finished an odoriferous day at the dump, and he wondered why William Blake had compassion for the fly.  Regardless, he did his dirty duty, went home to some noodles and kidney beans, light red; next, drank some ginger tea and evacuated his bowels.  He could hear Sally's husband pestering her in his head.
   Huck took Peanuts out for a quick sniff and leg-lifting urination on a life-giving tree, it imbibing the liquid-like force of urine, forever marked.  Then, Huck went into his quiet, little house and played some records, really fancying Dean Martin, even though he knew the guy was a playboy, but hey--if you were friends with Ronald Reagan, all was not so bad.
   Huck blessed himself, said his prayers, and lit himself up inside, so that any invaders would feel the light of Christ--all in a day's work.  And that was his life.  Not ostentatious or to be bragged about, but getting by, his trusty crossbow always next to his bed, along with a copy of Shakespeare's Macbeth, for Mr. Finnegan knew the shinobi art of hiding in trees and graciously granting himself a better life-force, and he told God he loved Him, further praying:  "And not even at death will we sadly part."  Just sweetly simple and so ever close to God.  That's it.  Too, Sally birthed triplets.  It was a hayride after she started church-going.