He had been a popular TV entertainer, written a book and sang his songs we could all understand. He was tall, looked heroic, sort old Vikings we hoped they had looked like. but most of all he had a left-behinds song called βAmandaβ Which was about a motorboat but had to come to symbolize the suffering womanhood of the world. He set out to find the song up a mountain of bad the poetry he climbed, through a plateau of forgotten Musicals, across a lake of a petrified sea- shanties And rhyming verses, He found Emma in s grotto, in a globe of shiny Diamonds, the immortal words a honeyed song of a motorboat.