Mike Dellger Biography--Lyrics, Drums, Percussion

Mike Dellger the English patient, a lyricist, humorist, communist, Methodist, pugilist, socialist, realist drummer who took the baton and ran the mile in a little over four generations. After inventing the bicycle he developed a passion for clarifying owners manuals, shuffling tarot cards, and baking. Always wanted to be a midget actor who chomps on cigars while swimming in the water tower under the water on Petticoat Junction while the three daughters were bathing and hiding from Grandpa Joe. Desert Storm forced him to show his desert skills by whipping up a loose cheese cake with extra sugar bits, chunks and the like, until favorably brown. He developed a taste for graham crackers and afternoon tea leaves. Once asked in a press conference "Why Big Ben Bemis?" He responded in like. The French disc that was being dated at the time kept Carol from having a real chance of reaching Fr. Waleske and under protest gave Dooner a black eye in the debate over whose beauty may have surpassed Raquel Welch's grape juice. Roamed the Irish countryside for a K of K golf course and continuously asks the question "and why?" Herb and Peaches knows how he feels. Working in collaboration with Peter Mexico on the a new mini-rock opera album themed around growing old. Entered a convent and prayed very hard that George Bush would go back to his bean business and leave politics to the scavengers who mix it best. Inclined to practice the waltz under the spell of Artemisia. Add, subtract, multiply and decide the avenue where the truck stop peels and the bell tolls attentively. Twice the noise a stretched teat (tit) would make while squeezing through a hammock. Thanks you for the time it took to read his briefs. Never to be taken seriously unless swimming nude in a bowl of carrot juice under a full moon.