Once upon a time in the Kingdom of Castleberry, there was a King named Clyde. Now King Clyde was a proud, yet noble King who wore upon his head a Crown encrusted with all kinds of jewels. This crown that King Clyde wore, this crown encrusted with jewels, this crown was the pride of the Kingdom of Castleberry.
However, there was, in the Kingdom of Castleberry, a Count named Kirk. Count Kirk was also of royal birth and thought he should be King and wear the Kingdom of Castleberry’s jewel encrusted crown. The King knew of the Count’s envy and kept a watchful eye on Count Kirk.
One day the King could not find the Crown encrusted with all kinds of jewels. The crown that was the pride of the Kingdom of Castleberry was missing. Immediately the King ordered the Castle turned upside down so that the Crown would be found. But the search was to no avail. Someone had absconded with the royal crown.
King Clyde soon had a suspect; the nefarious Count Kirk! King Clyde had Count Kirk brought to the King’s Court. The King questioned the Count. Count Kirk denied any knowledge of the missing jewel encrusted crown, the crown that King Clyde wore, the crown that was the pride of the Kingdom of Castleberry. But King Clyde knew that Count Kirk stole the crown. He had his castle guards put Count Kirk in chains until he confessed.
Weeks later Count Kirk still refused to cooperate and King Clyde furiously gave him one last chance. He placed Count Kirk on the guillotine and said, “Count Kirk, confess now where the Crown of Castleberry is and I will not carry out the sentence of death.” Count Kirk remained silent. “This is your final hour,” yelled the King, “where is my jewel encrusted crown, the crown that belongs to the Kingdom of Castleberry?”
“I do not know and if I did, do you think I would tell you?!” exclaimed Count Kirk.
King Clyde gave the command, “chop off his head.”
Just as the blade began to fall, Count Kirk yelled, “WAIT!” but it was too late. The deed was done, King Clyde had Count Kirk decapitated.
There is a lesson to be learned, a moral to take with you. The moral is: “Do not hatchet your Count before he chickens.”