This is the story of foolish Prince Bass Fiddle and
wise Jerry Kemal.
As you remember, last time, the Prince was found
without a dime on the Ponce Valdez while Jerry
watched from a tree...
In the land of Ali Baba near the Sea of Babalee,
Lived a man who played the zither with a pronoun on his
knee.
He would dance among the fuzzy trees and bring the
birds to life
And his name was Prince Bass Fiddle and he loved his
ugly wife.
He would sing the songs of Lutvee in his very special
way
And he puffed tea with his lumpy head and sleep all
night and day.
With his turban and his leicester faced the thieves of
Germany
But beware great Prince Bass Fiddle, you´ll be hanging
from a tree.
Fifty days and nights they waited for a sign from old
Ratan
To pretend to wear the colours of the Emperor Charlie
Chan.
So they strolled into the forest with a song and energy
To find bay leaves in the cauldron of the mad witch
Betty Lee.
Came the answer from a leaf top that was found upon the
ground
"Only time and Prince Bass Fiddle will repair your
bellies round.
Search the highlands search the lowlands, cruise the
Sea of Babalee,
But remember that your children need the food from
filigree."
Then one day in Abalone came a messenger to say
That onion-head Bass Fiddle broke in half no more to
play.
Will we lose our land of Lutvee to the bearded men of
Cleaves?
Only miracles can save us and some tricks inside our
sleeves.
From the sky there was an answer to the question of the
plebes
"You will meet a tall dark stranger wearing black and
blue cannives.
Who is Lucy, who is Nestor? We should only be there
now.
Why it’s Aphrodite Milton and his keeper Prince Kemal.
