The Book of Antenni and Connexions

[1]
Glenn is my shepherd.

[2]
Without Glenn I am but a disconnected PL-259. In his hands I am guided to the opening of his choosing.

[3]
Verily I say unto you: It is his hands that guideth the PL-259 of my coax to the SO-239 of my receiver ... liketh a mongrel dog guides his member to a bitch in heat.

[4]
He is the PL-259 and the SO-239 of my listening post. Joyfully he goes both ways so that my DXing may be fruitful.

[5]
My BOGs layeth on the ground open to his will.

[6]
As I pound my ground rod it is as if his hand is on my hand with each stroke.

[7]
It is he who puts the rubber covering on my coax.

[8]
Glenn is the wings on my Perseus, the wood in my Kenwood, the com of my Icom.

[9]
Glenn bends my rhombic, straightens my vertical, and puts the coil in my loop.

[10]
And only Glenn can put the balance to my twin lead.

[11]
Truly I sing unto the ionosphere, to DX without Glenn is as if to DX without an antenna.