Opps, if Oracle sought wisdom -- I come up a trifle short I hope the
resulting outcome isn't an engine abort!
 
Since BIG's got extra diplomacy tact
I hope it fills in for my lack.
Cause a diplomat is wise
and I know that comes as no surprise.
 
Does a hover wagon prance
when ferret passengers all dance
bucking wildly in the sky
like a bronco upon high?
It so it's sure Rodeo Clown
will no more within his rum drown
But raise the mantle of his Bond
a trait of which we're all quite fond.
 
If you ever get the notion
to sample Oracle's potion.
Please, be warned -- give it a pass
unless you want the sort of gas
which could propel a hurricane
or bring on burns and chillibanes
if you are even miles akilter.
Now you know why there's a filter!
Hail to thee, helpful charcoal
for cleaning gas which could make skin boil!
 
Her locomotion's got GPS
So there is no need to guess
where the camp has been pitched
of Todd, Lily, and smart Stitch.
 
I DID say that it's loco, right?
That hoverwagon's quite the sight!
 
Oh, the filter's gone, combat begins.
Gone are the kidnappers' grins!
Now we learn that flatulation
can end a ransom proclamation.
 
Now search-ferrets peak and seek
Todd upon a mountain peak
Hill, I mean -- you get my drift
as you, the narration sift --
making sense of what has been
as writers here bring you a grin.
 
They have found him, Todd is saved
By ferrets and Oracle brave
he is no more the slave
of ferrets, raisins and autoclave.
Whaa?  I don't know...
I put it there just for show.
 
Everyone has had success
and Todd even got a rest;
So to rest we put this tale
I hope it finds you glad and hale!
[Posted in FML issue 4624]