Greetings with Sprinkles!
I’m C. Namore Wrinkles.
How can I serve you today?

“I’m feeling kind of blue.
Dad’s moving to Katmandu.
I’m staying out here with my mother
And all six of my little brothers.
What am I to do?”

What’s your name, kid?
“Terrance Quib.”
For starters, Terrance Quib, better wear a bib
Cause I’m gonna serve you a soothing treat.
One scoop of peachy king, one scoop of vanilla bean
Topped a with a candy canary, tweet tweet!

Here’s a silver spoon.  Just kick of your shoes
As I take you back to a time when everyone had the blues.

Picture it, if you can, in a faraway land
There lived a man named Stingy Stan.
Stingy Stan was the only man in town
Who had his very own personal clown.

“Tell me a joke, you silly clown!”
Yelled Stingy Stan with his big, ugly frown.
The clown jumped up and began to sing,
“Why did people say the chef was so mean?
Because he beat the eggs and whipped the cream!”
“Hahaha!” roared Stingy Stan,
As he slapped his thighs and clapped his hands.

Now everyone else throughout the land,
Was feeling blue, downtrodden and sad. 
No one in this land had so much as smiled
Since ages before the birth of the Nile.

No one quite knows the origin of their sadness,
Many people just say it was down right madness.
For whatever reason there was no cheer,
You have to admit, it was pretty weird.

“If only we could smile,
If only we could grin.
It would be worth our while
To find happiness within.
If only Stingy Stan would share his clown,
There would be enough laughter to light this entire town.”

The people of the land asked Stingy Stan everyday
If he would spread a little happiness their way.
And everyday he slammed his door in their face,
“Get your sad sorry selves away from my place!”

Excerpt from the third and final installment of The Legend of Stingy Stan:
Well, one day as Stingy Stan was being entertained by his clown,
His clown suddenly said,…

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