No, No, No.
You've got it all wrong!
That isn't a bunch of ribbons
It's a lion's mane
We harvested from our hunt last week.
Those aren't agates, they're opals of some grand sultan,
And we're keeping them safe while he's on vacation.
And that, my friend, isn't any old jar of wax,
It's what we seal our declarations of war with,
Before we fire our arrows,
And we seal our peace treaties with,
So we can end the wars just in time
For afternoon tea.
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