clay capitalism as i was walking down the street one day i came upon a man without a nose i thought that this was rather odd indeed and so i walked behind him for a while but he was quick and i could scarce keep up it wasn t long till he was out of sight but luckily it was the month of may and birdwatching was coming into style binoculars were in my pocket yup right there behind my latest work of prose i pulled them out and focused them with speed upon the figure taking fast his flight of what i saw i only this can say i swear he turned to me and cracked a smile