A tizzy will be felt clear from Wissss-taaah to Springfield, n' as far away as Montpelier, when you show up here, one day fairly soon, to play Fantastic Word Game, n' it is no longer here.
'cuz that's a'comin', n' then you'll know a tizzy right proper.
C'mon now, WMC. You n' I are a lot like He-Man n' Skeletor, Inspector Gadget n' Dr. Claw, or drinkin' orange juice n' milk at the same time. Nothin' good comes from us comin' into contact with one 'nother, n' there ain't nuthin' nice 'bout it, neither.
Ain't gonna be me who kills the PowerWorld, though. I can admit when I'm wrong. You'll see. 😉