Tango Romeo Echo Foxtrot. That’s my handle, my call sign, the way I like to be recognised. I answer to it, everywhere I go, at home, in the street and in the farthest reaches of your imagination. It wouldn’t work any other way, no way.
Try it, say it out loud, like it is, now, go on. Sounds okay to me. I am good with that. Comfortable. Tango Romeo Echo Foxtrot, I said it again. Tango Romeo Echo Foxtrot. Ohhh kaaay.
It’s good baby. I like it. Sits easy, on my shoulders, like no other. With it I walk tall, I have vision and I can see. The clock on the wall ticks but my name stays the same. Numero uno. Yah. With me to the grave. That’s me.
Tango Romeo Echo Foxtrot Tango Romeo Echo Foxtrot Tango Romeo Echo Foxtrot Tango Romeo Echo Foxtrot.