You frantically sing Elton John songs at the top of your voice....

Casting wildly about, you see fudge demons everywhere. Unsure whether you are asleep or awake, your trout nightmare becomes too much for you. You close your eyes and begin to sing...

'It's a little bit funny'.

'This feeling inside'

The area around you falls silent. Opening your eyes, you see that the fudge demons are bent double. they appear to have a funny feeling inside. Uncharacteristically perceptive, you immediately realise that the lyrical content of Elton's songs has a peculiarly dynamic manifestive power in this starnge place.

You make a choice.

The End

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