And with a bow and the flourish of snake-oil merchants' panache and without an iota of guilt but with malice deceits and criminality aforethought the knaves charlatans and reprobates went to town and sold the gullible villagers a cloned Rolex watch look how it shines in lustre royal gold ain't it precious and oh so precocious go hang it up and wind it up at your pleasure
And that is exactly what the gullible villagers do at their pleasure how can anyone tell the difference between a fake Rolex and the genuine one if they've never seen owned or used a real genuine Rolex before so in hapless foolery the villagers have a Rolex a dude to wind up and gaily show from pillar to post and not a single one of them stopped to question if its real
Tis parable of times well versed to the purveyors of sleight and chicanery a sellers market for gullibles' abound begging to be fooled ready to believe anything as the cloned Rolex glitters its their money talking if it doesn't they haven't polished enough if it stops they haven't wind enough if it mistimed just shake it we script the instructions which villagers is to know better the villagers are controlled comrades in crime selling snake-oil is an art