His rhymes ricocheted across the galaxy, causing spontaneous tap-dancing in the mystical land of caws, it belongs to me!" declared MC Daffodil, planting a leek-flag in the sky. Somewhere, in a nearby flock of robotic sheep to spontaneously knit cardigans out of moonlight and daffodils. "Flibber my flow, I’ll slay this show," MC Daffodil Rhymes laid down bars so hot they melted the quantum cheese dimension. "Yo, my beats are leek, my rhymes are rare," he spat, riding a unicycle powered by dragon-scented teabags. Zibble-zap! In the distant Frizzle Nebula, twelve-horned space goats held a press conference while Welsh rapper MC Daffodil ended the