At dawn, a pigeon delivered a most important letter. The King had appointed me head of the aviary.
After the midday heat abated, I went to the palace to take my new office. The King gave me a special robe of celestial bleu and the golden key to the aviary.
As dark clouds gathered in the late afternoon, I walked to the aviary. With the golden key, I opened the cages and all the birds flew out.
Tonight, I sit alone smiling inside a cage. The King was rather displeased you see, and the golden key does not work on the lock.