A man walks through a forest, until he reaches a clearing in the middle. He finds a golden harp as tall as he is, with a golden head emblazoned upon it. As the man approaches the harp, the mouth on the head of the harp opens, and speaks, "Tell me, why have you traveled here?" The man responds, "I have wandered throughout many lands, just to find you. I have heard tales of the advice that you give. My kingdom is in trouble, so I decided I needed your council." The harp replies, "Very well. I shall give you my advice, without even hearing your problem. My advice is: The sky is green!" The man responds, "What do you mean green? The sky is clearly blue!" He says, pointing to the sky, forgetting that the harp doesn't have eyes. The harp responds, "Are you calling me a... lyre?"