There once was a letter named Affection For. It was sealed by the king and sent to his Queen. It traveled in a bottle; green and fermented, and through swimming down the oceans current, it constantly vomited: "I am Affection For, sealed by the king. I demand a carriage and more, and not this trifling thing". The green bottle sailed and sailed further down the ocean, it galloped the tide without exhaustion. And when it finally began to rain with comets asunder, Affection For stared frightfully into the wild blue yonder. The day had broken, three days in a row. Affection For remained in the green bottle bow. And when they finally reached the rough sandy shore, they found who the letter was meant for. Her name was Felicia, with a flower in her hair, her skin was polynesia, caramel brown bare. She picked the bottle and popped the cork, she giggled and laughed like the crow of a morning cock. While she read the letter from her beloved King, the smell of the ink began to radiate and sing: "I have touched the mouth of a fountain pen, sailed through the oceans den. Even puked in a bottle swig, and at some point I could not breathe. But seeing what the king has seen and watching your face back the sunlight bean, I’m glad I never took the carriage wheel, for in your hands is where I should have been". Just thought to write you a short story, Felicia. Seeing that I would not be around for a couple of days. I’d be off to Dubai to see Uncle Korede, he isn’t feeling too well. He needs a kidney transplant. Have tea and sugar; in my stead. I’d write you shortly. Have a beautiful week while i'm away..