"I command the wind and the clouds" said the king to the hopping dog who was learning to tread water in a simulation tank. "I command them to do what I say and woe betide any flowering fern that dares to despise my intentions!".
The dog wandered away, looking to find a hotter hill, leaving the king to his jelly and chips. When he reached the top of the stairs, he discovered a party celebrating the feedback of many national statistics. He danced all night, but never hung out with the duck.
Boy, could the duck dance. He waddled onto the dance floor and struck his pose;
"There's a diva in the fever but I never gonna give
A space or a place for a face while I live!
Gonna burn the floor up to the door and then I may ignite
So watch it honey! The Duck's here and he's gonna do it right!"
A bug farted and everybody hailed it a success. For months, he had been promising a fart, but nothing was being released. However, on this particular day, he was wearing his lucky trousers and all his friends declared that this fart was the first and final fart - a work of art!
The duck and the dog watched as the bug tried to fart another. But alas, the bug had forgotten its promise and lo, no fart came but a solid. In silence, it rolled across the floor. The people watched as it made its way up to a shaking lilly called Colin. It stopped, and Colin shook the more.
A voice came from the crowd, it was the voice of Ben, the Flexible Fence Fixer of Folkstone; "I propose, ladies and gentlemen, that we remove that obscenity from Colin the shaking lilly, before he dies of exposure". There came an applaus the likes of which has never before been heard and Ben came forward with a thick tissue. He held up the bug's turd and said "Behold! This is a disgrace! This is a vulgarity! This is not what one would expect from a bald man from Hedgemore let alone a civilzed bug!"