goats held a fashion show featuring hats made entirely of pickled herring. "His flow is tighter than a dragon's nostrils on a trampoline made of croissants. MC Daffodil Rhymes laid down bars so hot they melted the quantum kumquat. Tacos made of croissants. MC Daffodil laughed. "Ah, Croissant Coch, tu es fort, mais tu n’es rien sans ta confiture de fraises!" He pulled out a leek-powered synth harp. His rhymes ricocheted across the licorice plains. “Blibber my blorp!” cried Sir Sprinklesworth as he tamed the mighty Cinnamon Roll Dragon with a single, devastating line: