Rosinante and the Lugubrious Lemon Once upon a time, there was a salmon called Rosinante. He was a real xenophobe, and frequently used to harrass mango growers with a query about life after marshmallow. So, after much pestering, the mango grower, who worked on Limbo farm, gave him a rather macabre answer. "Y'see, Rosinante, what happens is after marshmallow (he referred to death as Marshmallow, because the salmon wasn't old enough to know such repugnant words as `death' and so on) you meat the most jocular Lugubrious Lemon." "Yes, Mr Carrot, but what does the Lugubrious Lemon do?" "Well, in one hand he carries a sabre, in the other a sceptre, and he's got a pet octopus called Eddie, who guards over the souls of the marshmallowed. In a not very nice way." "And then?...", asked Rosinante "Just let me get on with it. Quiet....Now, what he does then, is he makes you polka until you go splat. And let me tell you, thats not a fun thing." "Until I go splat? Gosh." "Yes. Of course, if you don't drown, you won't go and see the Lugubrious Lemon, you'll just die, and that'll be the end of you. But even the Great Nothing is better than facing the Lugubrious Lemon." Rosinante thanked the farmer for his tale, but realized that, as he was a salmon, his chances of drowning were incredibly low, so decided not to worry about the Lugubrious Lemon again. THE END