The Money-Grubbing Robber-Barons

Rest assured, you will perish,

fiend.

It has come to my attention that some of the prints of my acquaintances, or as you know them, "World Leaders" have been taken away from you, my enthralled readers. I would like to blame the money grubbing robber-barons who were so quick to dash my dreams of a cross-Atlantic rail-road long ago. To them I say, look now how the tables are! I mean you Carnegie! I'll get you! I remember, like an elephant, and I never forget! You though you could get away with it, but I know. You lied! You never had a bingo! Again, like all my endeavors, you were there at the precise moment to snatch away my winning bingo-card! But rest assured, Mr. Carnegie, you too will face an untimely demise at the hands of an unusually strong circus-ape, just like Vanderbilt before you. They can't pin it on me, but we both know that it couldn't have broken through the restraints without a little help. You'll rue the day you crossed me, Carnegie, and I will have my bingo-revenge! Curses!