I wondered as I wandered out over the Serengeti how in the world did I get here and where was my spagetti? You see, I knew that when in the Serengeti you had to eat spagetti and when in the chapel you eat an apple. I have no place to eat oranges though…anyways at age 13 I was wandering the Serengeti trying to find a home because my leperchaun family kicked me out for being to tall. I came upon a mighty herd of ostriches. I asked if they would allow me to live with them. They said yes but you have to be able to tap dance. Try as I might my tap dancing was not rythmetic and graceful as that of the ostrich herd…they told me I sounded like a herd of elephants were living in my feet and sent me towards those massive animals next.
I asked the elephants if they would take me in but they to had a requirement. I had to be able to sing opera. Needless to say my opera was off key and they told me the apes would make a monkey out of me.
The monkeys cried you can be one of us if you can swing from a vine. I looked up to where they swung and took a gulp before grabbing a vine which moved as I yelped. “What’s going on? What’s happening to me?”
“You can’t swing on snakes you bee brained idiot!” The monkeys shouted. The snake struck my arm and I screamed loud and clear.
The last thing I heard was a whisper in my ear. “It’s time to start over with a new family my dear.” and I shrunk down to a child and my arm was healed. The swamp fairy took me to her home in the Everglades of Florida. I was deaged some more to that of a babe and given to a nice family as their own to raise. I grew up with the Overlords rulers of the swamp. They later had Midget and we grew up as best friends. And this is where the real fun begins.