Madge and Bert looked back hopefully but it was apparent that their pursuer was still after them.
    "I'm tired, Bert. I don't care if this is the end. I just want to die in your arms!"
    "Damn it, Madge, we're snakes! We don't have arms!"
    "In that case let's get the hell out of here. Slither! Slither like there's no tomorrow!"
    The serpents fled to the nearest port. As their ship drew away from the Emerald Isle they saw their pursuer shaking his staff at them angrily.
    "St. Patrick, they call him," Bert said.
    "Bloody loony, I call him!"