Who is this "Morris" guy, why is he dancing and why does the crown require a license? Furthermore, why all the fuss?

No, I'm not stupid, this "dangling participle" was too good to leave alone.

If we're talking about the guy with the red handkerchief that he is twirling around in a ladylike manner, it aught to be banned. It's a poor example, indeed, that he is seting for all the red blooded men of this world.

Is this enough to get you morrisers in a dither? If not, I can elaborate further.

Boy, (or girl) can I get cranky, or what?