The passage of an epoch presented eye opening revelations before the friend. HOBO-A with his transformation, became a local IDOL. To detriment, it was a very, very, young audience. HOBO-A was now projecting influence and mannerisms upon that very young audience.
Girl's and boy's wearing gold colored jackets. Boy's and girl's wearing Roman sandals. A number of each gender, were observed by the friend with the, LITTLE COOL CHICKEN MAN, feathers over shadowing the eye's. Noticed in both playgrounds and grammar school areas. This to the friend were the ingredients of a stew, to be cooked.
Such would have it, at a local social gathering. The subject of HOBO-A came to the surface, by a flock of ravished and concerned MOTHER'S. Feathers to replace the eyebrows, empty packets, but most of all, empty and full beer cans hidden under bedroom beds. The altered behavior was crux-ed paramount, with the, LITTLE COOL CHICKEN MAN, strutting walk of their siblings. All for parental concern, to these young growing families.
Distressed MOTHER'S and homemakers were soon in a mode, almost like a ceremonial war dance. One mention was made of forming a gendarme group. HOBO-A, RED LIGHT ALLEY, and concerned MOTHER'S were headed for a showdown. Maybe the, Lake of Fire, as in the Bible, would be a place to cool off, at this point.
Concerned, distressed MOTHER'S would surely inflame HUSBANDS further onward. The friend felt helpless now, only a miracle of GOD'S divine intervention could help HOBO-A. This now was a time of Great Tribulation. The friend prayed to GOD for wisdom and understanding. Most of all for HOBO-A.