Got Any [Stony Grapes]?
*Here, a note: imagine that the continent of Coeia harbored such natural, mossy stone as would offer a basal creeping place for the vines of such fruit.
A duck walked up to a lemonade stand, and he said to the man runnin' the stand,
"Hey!"
(bum bum bum)
"Was that their child?"
The man said nothing and he looked to the side, and the duck got a dirty-nasty feeling inside, so he looked at his shoes and he looked at the sky, and he looked at the man and he said,
"Goodbye!"
Then he sauntered away (saunter-saunter), and he sauntered away (saunter-saunter-saunter), and he sauntered away (saunter-saunter), 'til the very next--
No!!! The duck never went back to that cliffside lemonade stand ever again, are you CRAZY?
When examining the tale of the chicken or the egg, one must also consider the strength of will required to peck one's way out of the shell.
...and other assorted ambitions.