... Tragic Modern Day - Who's There? Narcissus (with mirror) longed for a Saw-weet Tattoo Echo (she - craving an embrace), suggests "Burn one across your chest, bay-bee." (with future plans of garnering all of his love) "Yea...??? A Tattoo of What?", wondered Pretty Boy[out loud], as a head-tilt followed. Echo swoons as she coyly responds, "It should ask - "Who's There?" - but applied-on bass-ack-ards." (wisely considering - only of herself). Pretty Boy liked that idea very much, cause he usually spent his days grooming and pruning and always with mirror, in-hand. ~ From then on, Narcissus (with mirror) would look at himself, all day long and sing, "Who's There?" with outward, bubba-ly joy. And Echo (after all of PB's countless snubs), would repeat, "Who's There?" (echoing in sorrow), as she wandered through all those lonely glens - alone foreverandever _____________________________________________ * variation on Ovid's Narcissus and Echo (mythology) .