Friday, November 2, 2012

On My Way, Sire

Hey, butler with the soup.
Get over here with that
delicious dish!

You are fortunate
that I'm in a
good mood
today.

I had a
delightful dream
last night, you see.

I was not merely
but a swan,
I was a swan
dancing dangerously
on a frozen lake!

It was truly
a poetic
thrill!

That doesn't give you any leeway
to trudge
over here,
like a...

Oh what's that word...

Oh you know--a big clumsy slow-witted person!?

An OAF!

YES,
that's what I was trying to think of!
OAF!

Now stop trudging
like an oaf, and
dash diligently
over here with that
soup!

Yes,
I am aware of the distance of my
awfully
long table...
I get it.

But you HAVE to admit
that you're
TRUDGING!

Look,
I'm not a
bad baron!

Am I right?

I treat ALL
of my servants
with
due dignity
and respect.

Am I right?

Oh I KNOW
I'm right!
What am I saying!

Of course
I'm right!

Now
don't delay
get over here
with that
soup
you
dingy dog!