A Make-Believe Story. . .

 Poor King Donny - He Ain't Got No Kingdom

He has a horse and he has a saddle, but we just can't get him to climb on -  and skedaddle!

If you are reading this standing up, you might want to sit down before continuing. You see, we have it from fairly reliable sources that Donny is just a few fence post  down the road from owning a fully-barbed wire, fenced-in, brain enclosure. In other words, he's not long for this fully cognisant world. 

Expert folks in the field of brains and other seldom-used parts of the mature males have been saying for several years that he is getting pretty short of the stuff that keeps any normal brain working. The endorphins in Donny's brain never really matured from birth and he has an eternal craving for adulthood. 

So, he whimpers for those things from childhood dreams, such as he still wants to be a king with his own kingdom and lots of knights to ride into battle with him.

He cries in his sleep about conquering more and more land to rule over more people. He dreams of more and more evil to torment his kingdom. He has a blazing fire burning in his belly to prove to his peasants that he is the mighty king, Donny!

One day, however, he will drop back to earth and realize that he's just another flim-flam con man who finds he has to wake up and smell the coffee. . . sometime!

They all do. . . eventually.