A fularious tale
A king dragon lied down on his stash of gold. He sharpened his razor sharp teeth and flooped back with lazy eyes. He glazed at the entrace of the golden door. As a meek small wimp struggled towards him. He laughed with his bold voice at the weakling and slobbed back onto his gold. The weakling slurred his annoucement and backed away with a silent weep. The kings hairy whikers swooped one side to another as he laughed even more.
"Yur a weeklin wiv no sesible mind," He muttered. The weakling heard and cleared his throat.
"The townsfolk say your causing to much trouble for em," a quiet weak voice said.
"Trouble? Never av heard of Buoboolish to be trouble!" His voice boomed. He then patted his wide stomach and yawned.
"Bring me a special of the main today," He then commaned.
"Right to it, King Buoboolish!" The weakling said. The king yelled for the cooks to hurry. Then ten cooks came bursting in carrying large ammounts of food. Colorful iced weddings cakes, salad and roast chicken, sushi and all kinds of food was surronded by him. Meanwhile in the corner the weakling sniggered. His plan was working as he watch the king stuff his face with food. The chefs came back and forth, placing many plates in front of him. He gobbled them up, even the plates into they was no more. He shouted careless and rude in manner and ate the knife, fork and even his bib. He started to mutter he was supposed to eat like king and began to eat the gold. Then he ate the chefs and guards, leaving the small weakling alone with the king. The small weakling smirked as the king came closer and closer. Then the weakling thrused out a toothpicker and picked out each of his teeth. The king ran away. Leaving king to the weakling himself, "All hail king Fularious!" Cheered the townsfolk unknowing of king Buoboolish.
(Yes this is a pratice book)
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