"We're after that same rainbow's end, Waiting round the bend, My huckleberry friend..." Words and Music - Johnny Mercer This one's for Mr Blunt and Frank. A cool breeze for the mid summer malaise. Some nut jobs in Vermont have actually constructed a mini-Fenway to play Wiffle Ball. Wish I was there. Don't forget. One strike and you're out. Two fouls and you're out. Invisible man on second base. And a home run over Skippy Tyler's grandmother's house is a grandslamer even if there's nobody on base.