You failed to take your Drone Control Command Kit as you hurried off at dawn for work this early morn. Unmindful, I mistook it for a fancy Xbox game...
A leprechaun looking for gold 'neath the shimmering shamrocks of olde (with the luck of a Gael) found ten bottles of ale somewhat green as if covered...
That crude-spoken Sovereign commands a big stick, runs the world into ruins, once our bailiwick. Questioned why, He grins grimly, pale lips slightly...
