Raizel | 1953 - | Canadian | Published: © 1968
As I walked towards the house I spied upon a man -- not an ordinary man but a special one. He wore a suit of sanitary white. His shoes were shone in such a manner that they sparkled in the sun. His hair was cut and styled like I've never seen before. On his head held a hat that was of the same sanitary white. Who was this man? I shall never say. But if you look on the truck don't be alarmed to see "Borden's Milk"