I am such a buthy bee... The most refined one of course!

Since, I found my new dwelling, the abandoned mansion, life has never been freed. I always love to laugh maniacally at that silly fireplace and that wooden table. Oh and also the gigantic 100-legged worm thing in the basement that keeps growing and dying, like a cycle. It happens again and again that I could see the dried, cracked of the deceased worm - - erm-- bodies? . Do worms have bodies? If they do, they would be of 16-feet, like the birds that keeps flying around the rooftop! Sadly, there aren't any dairy farms here... And the spider webs that is so sticky, like candy floss, were all over my finest broadcloth dark-brown frockcoat. I am really proud of how refined I am,even in the abandoned mansion! I shall not leave.