Just a tool

Herbie Hancock - Paint Her Mouth

"I was raised to believe that you stomped on your own snakes. That's the whole deal concerning me and snakes. I wouldn't want it any other way." A concerned look crossed Patrick's face, as he prodded his sausages with a fork, wondering where this particular argument was going. "Eat up, I don't want you waking up hungry in the night" said Aunt Polly. She was always concerned, it seemed to be her foremost activity - there was no need too small to be considered amoung the most pressing of problems. Patrick had been mostly listening in this conversation for the duration of the meal, yet somehow Aunt Polly had managed to cover quite a range of subjects, diversions and allusions amoung her utterances. Perhaps the copious gravy had more than just the usual amount of a certain secret ingredient in it that day, or perhaps it had been a while since either of them had eaten in company. It was, after all, snowing heavily.