So, my hands are chapped, be laughed at by Tsurube-otoshi, a creature from Japanese folklore, lurks in the tops of trees and drops down on unsuspecting humans (he has only a big face, off course, he has no hands).
On this island, I would like fishing catfish, like Don Gaba-cyo.
By a ball of yarn, on the jungle gym, solve a mystery, Guglielmo da Baskerville will.
To imitate the captain Ahab, waving his arm to appear inviting, a scarecrow has gone.
Or Naishi or Shikibu, becoming rivals in love on playing karuta, Japanese card game. Or, if not Shikibu, losing to rivals in love on playing karuta, Japanese card game.