The king sent for his physician,
A noble doctor indeed,
Who read the instructions
To the king, who needed
Relief from his torture.
" Your Royal Highness,
We request, you follow
Our words without any doubts.
Place your face upon you bed.
Your night shirt to reveal
Your Royal hinnies.
Spread wide your cheeks,
You must, so your doctor
Can apply the goo."

The doctor who had
Been subject to
Verbal abuse since
The Royal hemorrhoids grew,
Was more than happy
To comply.

He did smear the, without
Pity I fear, the white goo,
Of the witch, wizard,
And alchemists brew.

The king screamed, shouted,
And danced without joy.
"Off with the heads,
Of all those involved!"
He yelled through
The laughter of all.

The diligent messenger
Was the first to flee;
Steeling the kings steed
That delivered the mischief's
Brew.

The doctor, also made haste,
Grabbing the instructions,
Recipe and goo.

The king sent three thousand
Men in arms, to capture
The witch, wizard an alchemist,
To have beheaded at his request.
The army found the huts
Abandoned, deserted, with
Nary a clue, where three
Geniuses had made their goo.


This story has one
More chapter, I must declare.
It takes place in
The mystical land
Of radio's, trains and
And Ford's Model T's.

The recipe of the long
Forgotten friends
Of Demon Forest,was
Found by an librarian
While going thru papers
Of yore.
He played with the
Formula, as instructed,
To which the white goo
He had brewed, was that of
The witch, wizard and alchemist.

The goo that he brewed
He could find no use.
It burned on a scratch,
He dare not taste it;
Knowing not what it would do.
It smelled to pretty, to
Discard it, without any more
Thought.

Noticing he was running
Late for a date, and
Smelling of his pits,
And not charming of
Odor, hastily wipes the
White goo on the
Offending odor.

Hats off to long fogotten
Friends;
The witch, wizard. and alchemist,
Plus a quick on the toes,
Liberian, for their contribution,
And foresight, has given us
DEODORANT!!