How Greed Killed the Fattest King in the World

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   There was once a fat and greedy king named King Bonafestalula Von Shakaspeare De Alberto who was simply known as King Of Greed. King of Greed was also very cruel to others. His most trusted advisers said to each other, "Let us prepare a feast for our king. Also let us poison the cake in the feast. Only the king shall eat of the feast and the cake shall be velvet, his favorite. We shall only make one slice. Once he is dead we shall see which of us is the most righteous and he shall rule the land. Then the rest of us will divvy up the land amongst ourselves as governors. Then the people will have prosperity." And so they went creating such a royal feast for the king.
 Among the people, rumors were spreading about the King of Greed's gross weight. They spoke of how the earth itself was waiting to swallow up the plump juicy king in its filthy mouth.
 Meanwhile, the feast was ready to be eaten and the King of Greed was called forth to his unseeming death. The advisers were disguised in false chivalry as they escorted the King of Greed to his last royal party of over-sized delicacies and other overweight spectators and guards. As he sat down in his overly wide chair to eat he burped from the large barrels of wine he had just drunk. He gobbled back every morsel of food as his belly swayed from side to side. As he licked his lips he spotted the poisoned piece of velvet cake that had been hidden amongst the pitchers of wine, beer, and delicacies from the farthest reaches of the world. He patted his belly and for a split second his advisers became worried by the look of concern on his face.
 Then he laughed and said, "Pass me that velvet cake and leave me to sleep."
 The cake was given to him and everyone left the greedy king to his own. The advisers slipped down in an old dumbwaiter to watch him. He devoured the last piece and passed out, never to rise again.
                                       And do you know which adviser was the most righteous?
                                                    The one who did not agree to their plot.

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