Mitchell's Keys
Mitchell had a drawer full of keys in his garage that his family never cleaned out after he died. When we bought the house, Cheryl plunged her hand wrist deep in the keys and said, "I'm not sure how I feel about living in the house of a madman."
At that I let out a great meow and pranced about my kingdom singing out, "I am the Mustard King!/So born by birth!/Come now all you merry kitchens/And press upon my girth!"
Cheryl then sighed and bent to clean up the feces I had thrown.

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You are a craazy guy, but a wonder to read.
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