we say he's young & tall, a aztec ready to eager. woke from his stone bed. showered with rapidness at da brusk. spied on what he thought was a thief from afar, a spaniard bishop. ran upto him smacking his forehead and da bishop's and saluted, the bishop over robed gave him his favorite coin. the aztec fell back and made angel figure from him self swapping arms and swapping legs at the sand. the aztec made faces as he got up and dusted off and flipped the coin in the air directly to the bishop's fist. "a handshake is better" said the aztec and hand shook the bishop and rumbled cheerly away