Who's the Ju-Ju Man

Two drinks into the new bottle
I glanced into the bar mirror
to see a man standing
behind me, leaning heavily
on a slender, wooden pole.

Odd, I thought.

I poured another drink
and raised it to my lips
glad to see I had stopped shaking.

With unbelievable agility,
the man in the mirror hit me
twice across the back with
the flat side of a canoe paddle.
Whap! Whap! Just like that!

Who the hell was that?
I asked the bartender
as I pulled myself
painfully up the stool.

Wha? Who? he replied,
looking at me in bemused wonder.

The man in the mirror, I said,

The bartender shrugged.
Must have been the Ju-Ju man,
and shook his head with
some compassion;
but he took away the Jack
Daniels and added up my check.