Good morning, sire. Good morning, Zazu. Checking in with the morning report. Fire away. Chimps are going ape, giraffes remain above it all. Elephants remember, though it is what I can't recall. Crocodiles are snapping up fresh orphans from the banks. Showed interest in my nest egg, but I quickly said no thanks. We haven't paid the hornbills and the vultures have a hunch. Not everyone invited will be coming back from lunch. This is the morning report. Gives you the long and the short. Every grunt, roar and snort. Not a tail I distort. On the morning report. What are you doing, son? Counting. Let an old pro show you how it's done. Oh, the buffalo have got a beef about this season's grass. Warthogs have been spotted in attempts to save their grass. They're longer than the pigeons chasing secretary birds. Saffron is this season's color, seen in all the herds. Moving down the range and filed near the bottom rung. Far from it, beetles are quite frankly in the dump. This is the morning report. Gives you the long and the short. Every grunt, roar and snort. Not a tail I distort.