I do hereby make a motion in hope of your approval that after our removal from this most unpleasant ocean, we'll all say farewell to vanity and strife, and insomedale or insomdale pursue a simple life. What a royal, royal notion. I second Charles's motion. I thank you, noble Prussia. Let us open the discussion. Charles Edward's plan appears to me what good are pomp and riches. Let's wash our hands of luxury in irrigation ditches. I'm sick of plot and counterplot. They never fail to thicken. Let's find a humble, rustic spot and cultivate the chicken. Are what pregnant observations. I thank you for your patience. Point of order, Mr. Chairman. The flourishers, King Hermann. Yo ho! We kings live so unpleasantly. Our lives are hard and lonely. Let's form a happy peasantry for former monarchs only. I'll trade my kingdom for a ho. My scepter for a shovel. And make the red, red roses grow around our happy hovel. What a very sweet suggestion. I hereby move the question. I second Charles's move, sir. Say aye if you approve, sir. Yo ho! Aye! Yo ho! Aye! Yo ho! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye! We have passed Charles Edward's motion. And now, if we can manage without excessive damage, the motion of this ocean. We long say farewell to vanity and strife. And in some day of mourning some day we'll pursue the simple life. For the simple life. Yo-ho! For the simple life. Yo-ho! For the simple life. Yo-ho! For the simple life. Yo-ho! Yo-ho! Yo-ho! Yo-ho! Yo-ho! Yo-ho!