Mandavisarpini was a white flea. She lived in the folds of the exquisite white silk sheet that covered the bed of a king in a certain country. 
 
She fed on the king's blood without anybody noticing, and was happy to spend her days. 
 
One day, a bug managed to enter the beautifully decorated bedroom of the king. 
 
When the flea saw him, she warned, "O Bug, what are you doing in the king's bedroom. Leave at once before you get caught!" 
 
The bug replied, "Madam, even if I were a good-for-nothing bug, that is no way to treat a guest. One should welcome a guest with humble words, sweet behaviour and offer refreshments" 
 
The bug continued, "I have fed myself with all types of blood, but never have I had the pleasure of the blood of a king. It must be very sweet, for the king eats the choicest of food. I would love to taste the king's blood, if you permit." Mandavisarpini was a white flea. She lived in the folds of the exquisite white silk sheet that covered the bed of a king in a certain country. 
 
She fed on the king's blood without anybody noticing, and was happy to spend her days. 
 
One day, a bug managed to enter the beautifully decorated bedroom of the king. 
 
When the flea saw him, she warned, "O Bug, what are you doing in the king's bedroom. Leave at once before you get caught!" 
 
The bug replied, "Madam, even if I were a good-for-nothing bug, that is no way to treat a guest. One should welcome a guest with humble words, sweet behaviour and offer refreshments" 
 
The bug continued, "I have fed myself with all types of blood, but never have I had the pleasure of the blood of a king. It must be very sweet, for the king eats the choicest of food. I would love to taste the king's blood, if you permit." Mandavisarpini was a white flea. She lived in the folds of the exquisite white silk sheet that covered the bed of a king in a certain country. 
 
She fed on the king's blood without anybody noticing, and was happy to spend her days. 
 
One day, a bug managed to enter the beautifully decorated bedroom of the king. 
 
When the flea saw him, she warned, "O Bug, what are you doing in the king's bedroom. Leave at once before you get caught!" 
 
The bug replied, "Madam, even if I were a good-for-nothing bug, that is no way to treat a guest. One should welcome a guest with humble words, sweet behaviour and offer refreshments" 
 
The bug continued, "I have fed myself with all types of blood, but never have I had the pleasure of the blood of a king. It must be very sweet, for the king eats the choicest of food. I would love to taste the king's blood, if you permit." Mandavisarpini was a white flea. She lived in the folds of the exquisite white silk sheet that covered the bed of a king in a certain country. 
 
She fed on the king's blood without anybody noticing, and was happy to spend her days. 
 
One day, a bug managed to enter the beautifully decorated bedroom of the king. 
 
When the flea saw him, she warned, "O Bug, what are you doing in the king's bedroom. Leave at once before you get caught!" 
 
The bug replied, "Madam, even if I were a good-for-nothing bug, that is no way to treat a guest. One should welcome a guest with humble words, sweet behaviour and offer refreshments" 
 
The bug continued, "I have fed myself with all types of blood, but never have I had the pleasure of the blood of a king. It must be very sweet, for the king eats the choicest of food. I would love to taste the king's blood, if you permit." Mandavisarpini was a white flea. She lived in the folds of the exquisite white silk sheet that covered the bed of a king in a certain country. 
 
She fed on the king's blood without anybody noticing, and was happy to spend her days. 
 
One day, a bug managed to enter the beautifully decorated bedroom of the king. 
 
When the flea saw him, she warned, "O Bug, what are you doing in the king's bedroom. Leave at once before you get caught!" 
 
The bug replied, "Madam, even if I were a good-for-nothing bug, that is no way to treat a guest. One should welcome a guest with humble words, sweet behaviour and offer refreshments" 
 
The bug continued, "I have fed myself with all types of blood, but never have I had the pleasure of the blood of a king. It must be very sweet, for the king eats the choicest of food. I would love to taste the king's blood, if you permit."