The Stranger

There was a stranger who came into our town. He was tall and had eyes that could look right to the bottom of you. We might have welcomed him, except for one thing. His pants. They weren't dull like ours in this troubleless.

Stranger, how is it your pants have colors and flared legs? He just smiled and said, I'm wearing Levi's. dull has gone out of style. Then in his strange way he transported us to a world of Levi's slacks and jeans.

Tweez, cords, players with thick, rump polyester. It was magic. Push jeans, blue jeans, bells, beautiful Levi's magic. Cover all's knickers and knits. And we cried for more. No, I must go to other towns, he said, and he left.

Left us with our new Levi's. Yes, we'll miss that stranger. But you know life will never be dull in our town again. By the way, how are things in your town? the office of the police commissioner of middle