Tyke Toons 5 is here!

Tyke Toons 5 is here.
A little bit shorter than the others, this is likely the final of the series.
67 pages.
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Priscilla Matilda

I have a buddy named Priscilla.  She works for the bank and she also delivers the mail on the weekends once a month or so.    I called Priscilla one day and asked her if she might visit my children one day when I was not going to be home.  I knew that she was very busy, but I thought she might enjoy the experience.   Sadly, Priscilla never got back in touch with me.  That is ok I guess, but sadly, I will never know if it was because she was just too busy or if she really just did not like me very much.  But that said, I am sure Priscilla is doing quite well.  I have heard that she likes to read books about crime and that she likes to visit the ballet once a week or more.  If I had Priscilla's schedule, I am not sure what I might do, but that said, I always knew that she could put her books down once in a while and that she really does not need to visit the ballet twice or more a week either.  But that said, I think that Priscilla is just going through another phase in life and I wonder if she will be my friend someday in the time coming.  Be good Priscilla, we are all thinking of you once in a while!

Stone Face Cold Fist Lay Man From Caracas

There is a man named Neil who is a stone faced man with a cold fist.  He works hard and likes to live very well with all of the luxuries that man can find in life.  Neil works for the government and builds torpedoes for nuclear submarines.  The thing is however, Neils benevolent wife insists that he never make a weapon of war ever.  So when he goes home, he tells his wife that he builds projectiles for the displacement of water.  This seems to go over well.  But what will his wife say one day when the CIA sends him his certificate of kills in the mail.  I am just curious.  Neil is a bright guy, but surely the truth will catch up.  Thats all I have to say today.

Blue Beard the Can Opener

There once was a man by the name of Blue Beard and he was a pirate extraordinaire.  Blue Beard peered into all of the ship's portholes and he knew what was going on in each of the ship's quarters at all times he walked the deck.  Blue Beard was a busy and scrupulous fellow and he liked to play with his musket in the broad daylight.  This was his favorite hobby and he really neglected to shine the cannons or keep the rest of the ship in ship shape.  So if you do see Blue Beard the Sailor, remember that he only has 2 bullets to fire in his musket and that if you send him a telegram, he will shoot the first or even second through the telegram.  But rest assured that he can never shoot the musket in your direction as poor Blue Beard has lost both of his arms and he has to use his wooden appendages to hold that musket and they can not extend out from his body at all.
Poor Blue Beard.   Poor Piracy on the high seas.  Poor wooden arms! 

Nuzzie Revisited

There once was a woman named Riley and she liked to cook and clean and do all the domestic related things that make for a beautiful house. One day she decided she could no longer clean the bird cage in her husband's study. That was ok because her husband really should have been the one to do all the cleaning.  But that was not enough.  Nuzzie as she was well known took the bird and let it go only to realize that the bird would not leave the house and now it removed its waste freely throughout Nuzzie's house.  Nuzzie was not to be laughed at though and instead of catching the bird and putting it back in its cage, Nuzzie opened all of the windows and thought that this bird would find its way out of the house.  Instead, poor Nuzzie was astonished that rather than the bird leaving, a number of new birds took up in her house and flew in her open windows.  They did their duty all throughout her living room and kitchen and all throughout the house. Sadly it became evident that poor Nuzzie would have to leave the house.  And leave she did.   We have not seen Riley in a good while, but rest assured, she has found a new home next to the zoo and that all her windows are always shut and she has no more birds in her house.  Her husband is a nice guy but sadly his study was destroyed and he never picked up another book.  Best wishes, Nuzzie.  We really liked your bird that you once had but I am sure that it is quite happy with all the other birds that have taken over your beloved first home!  Waiting to see you when I visit the zoo though! 

King Faizul of the Other Planet

Once upon a time, I met a real king. He had a scepter and he had a robe. What sadly he did not have was his crown. This king named King Faizul was actually Jewish in his beliefs but he carried himself like those in the Middle East under the rule of the Arabic Peoples. King Faizul called for hit entertainment and it came. He called for his soldiers and they appeared. Once he called for his jester, but the jester did not come. So in retaliation, King Faizul asked for a price to be on the Jester's head. Sadly the Jester who was really a king in the waiting just ignored King Faizul and lived a happy life. But that said, I do not know if King Faizul ever was crowned. I suspect that he just walked into the treasury and took up a big chalice and started to drink. So if I am ever in his court again, rest assured that I will not be able to bow in respect for this fine king. He just is not really crowned and that means he really is not that much of royalty either. But if the King wishes to have his javelin fest and his sheep herding ceremony, I may make a visit to his court. That said, he is not the King that I choose for my own Beneficence. That is my real King and this king Faizul is really just a trombone player that made it big in the wardrobe industry. Best wishes, Faizul. We are all trombone players today!

Packy Picky

There is a fellow named Packy and he is a very picky eater.  Packy only eats brussel sprouts if there is a vegetable and he only eats pears if it is a fruit.   Packy likes to eat lobster and he will also eat ostrich but he hates meats such as beef and other poultry.   I liked Packy when we met.  Packy was a busy star and he worked in the shoe selling business.  But that is just half of it. Packy liked to steal birds eggs from their nests and sadly he might even do it with the mother bird present.  Packy was sure that he was the candidate of the future and he soon ran for an elected office of civil engineer of the county.  I thought he would win, but sadly he did not win.   He later took his office elsewhere and decided that he would become a farmer for the state.  That actually worked well for him.  But sadly, Packy opened a letter one day and it was a summons for a court appearance.  I have never heard what the appearance was about nor have I heard from Packy to know how the appearance has gone, but sadly I must admit I never heard from Packy again after he got that letter.  If you ever find Packy, please correspond with me and let me know how he is doing.  I just hope that he did not end up in jail or somewhere else undesirable.