A Curious Little March

I hopped down from the stack of papers and took my first real stroll across the polished coffee table. Every stride felt breezy, so I swung my gadget around and gave an empty ceramic mug a friendly rap with my knuckles. It let out a neat, deep clinking ring! Reminded me of outsmarting old Daffy on a brisk autumn morning when he'd try to steer the hunters my way. Just needed a quick stretch to test these legs, doc, and let me tell you, they’re ready for big things.