Richard L. Barrett

I don't know how to tell the weight of the sun and of mathematics, well I want none. I don't know how to write a big hit song and all crossword puzzles, I just shun. I can't unravel riddles, problems and puns; how the home computer has me on the run! If depth of feeling is a currency, then I'm the man who grew the money tree. I don't know how many pounds make up a ton of all the Nobel prizes that I've never won. When all logic grows cold and all thinking is done, you'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor of Simpleton. I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, but I know one thing, and that's I love you.
(Andy Partridge)