In a teeny, tiny town on an itty-bitty land in the middle of nowhere in particular, lived an egotistical, small brained, big mouthed klown kalled Kinist.
It was all fun and games for this konniving kind of kreature until he stumbled upon one who dared kause a konundrum through the asking of kuestions.
He was at once kaught kuite off kilter and stopped dead in his tracks
as he kicked and he klicked and kounted the kost.
‘I kount it all gain’, he kuipped with a kuiver and then began his charades.
He shrieked and he shouted and he kackled and he kroaked
as with all of his might he kried:
KONDEMNATION BE UPON ALL OF KONTENTIOUS KINDRED!