Rauol sat in his tavern, very disappointed and upset that Christine had said no to his proposal. "Who does she think she is, that women has tangled with the wrong man. No one says no to me,"
Philip came up behind him, "darn right," "dismissed, rejected, publicly humiliated. Why it's more than I can bare."
"More beer?" Philip asked
"What for nothing helps, I'm disgraced." "Who you never, Rauol you got to pull yourself toeghter. Gosh it disturbes me to see Rauol looking so down in the dumps." Rauol then punched him onto a table, and Philip continued his song. "Every guy like to be you Rauol, even when takng your lumps, there's no guy in town as admired as you. Your everyone favorite guy, everyone always odd and inspired by you and it's not very hard to see why."
"No one slick as Rauol, no one quick as Rauol, no one neck as incredibly think as Rauol , for there no man town half as manly.
Prefect of pure paradon, you can ask any Tom Dic or stanely and they'll Tell who's team they refer to be on. No one been like Rauol , a king pin like Raoul," Rauol finally joined in "as a specimen, yes I'm indimating,"
"I want a guy like Raoul,"
"Raoul is the best, and the rest is all drips."
"No one fights like Raoul, Douse lights like Raoul."
"In a wrestling watch no body bites like Raoul,"
"As you see I've got biceps to spare,"
"Not a bit squrany and scraggly."
"That's right and ever last inch of me is coverd with hair."
"No one hits like Raoul, matchs wits like Raoul, in a spitting match No body spits like Raoul."
"I'm especially good at expectoaring,"
"Ten points for Raoul."
"Why I was lad I ate four dozen eggs every morning to help me get large, and now that I've got grown I eat five dozen eggs. So I roughly the size of a barge."
"No one shoots like Raoul, make thouse beauts like Raoul, then go trumping around whereing boots like Raoul."
"I use antlers in all of my decorationing,"
"I wanna guy Rauol!"
Everyone then placed Rauol's chair on top of Philip and Rauol then sat it in proudly.
Just then Gustave came running in begging for help. "Help please I need your help, he got her in the duguen." "Who?"
"Christine she has been locked in a duguen by a phathom with a mask ,"
"A phathom huh, is he tall? "
"Slender,"
"Is he dressed in dark awful clothing?"
"So dark he blends right in with the shadows."
"Do his face fill you with fear?"
"Yes, his face is nothing but scars,"
"Very well old man led us to the phantom," Raoul said with a smile on his face. And in one swift Gustave was picked up by two men and thrown into the cold wet snow. "Haha Crazy old  Gustave  he's always good for a laugh."
Gustave then wondered around the houses in the village, but everyone thought he was crazy. "Will no one help me?" He thought to himself.
Back in the tavern everyone was laughing expect for Raoul, "hmm crazy old Gustave, Philip I'm afraid I've been thinking."
"Dangerous past time,"
" I know, but that wacky old coot is Christine's father, and his sanity only so so. Now the wheels in my head have been turning since I looked at that loony old man, see i promised myself id be married to Christine and right I'm perfoming a plan."
Rauol then whispred his plan to Philip, "Now I get it,"
"No one plots like Raoul, takes cheap shoots like Raoul."
"plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Raoul, "
"So his marriage we soon will be celebrating, my what a guy Rauol."