The Pinguinking was a clever man
so he thought through his masterplan.
He would not act if he'd not be sure.
He loved the jungle and needed a cure.
He went down his basement and there he found
some Tuoh-Tiw-Snah Samurai lying on the ground.
They begged him:
"Oh dear King, just feed us flies
or we will die and that's not nice"
The Pinguinking said:
"Go to the jungle and find your dirty flies
but do not comeback without a price"
So, the TuohTiw-Snah Samurai (actually they are just Eskimos, but nobody cares) took their knives,
danced trough the night and then fainted twice.
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