Verse 77
King Vorax declared his stomach a sacred treasury and appointed twelve cooks as minor prophets.
King Vorax declared his stomach a sacred treasury and appointed twelve cooks as minor prophets.
His theologians proved that a third dessert was pious because Jupiter was the largest planet.
When the granaries emptied, the king praised the people's sacrifice.
He ordered wider doors and called the renovation spiritual growth.
A minister suggested moderation. By sunset moderation had been outlawed as Saturnian propaganda.
The royal cat grew fat under the table but retained enough dignity to despise everyone.
At the Feast of Limitless Blessing, the final chicken vanished and the guests discovered philosophy.
Vorax asked why abundance had abandoned him. The fool replied, Majesty, abundance did not leave. You ate it.
The fool was promoted. There was nobody else left who could fit through the pantry door.