Lord Lilly Loved Toast

The pub thinks my stories are getting longer. This one certainly bites the bit. I just wanted it to be magical, but I keep plotting the dip. Melancholy, depressionlet''s profess them today. Let''s get the grim reaper into fast gear and sail away to Led Zeppelin on his cloud sledge. This isn''t a suicide note. I would be clear on that. This one is happy ending; the skeleton smiles are all in the da...