I Am the Joys

Allow your gazes to be cast upon my majesties.

Magnificent, am I not?

An Attack is Launched

The spots of the lights make their appearances on the wall.

I make my ambush, and I protect My People.  I will make my fights against the flashes and the shadows.

I Spy

I make my virtual stalkings of the creatures of the outdoors.

The creatures of the outdoors cannot see that behind the curtains my Majesty makes watchings.

The Dogs Be My Subjects

My People provide all the beddings.

I choose my places of warms, and I make my allowings that the dogs may also sometimes make their rests.