“Hey, you! Wake up!” Said King GarGar. He reached out and gave his wife, Queen Pirouette a gentle nudge. With her back to him, she curled herself into a tight ball in a sorry attempt to stay asleep.
“I’m sleeping,” she muttered. “Go away.”
“I’m hungry!” His Majesty announced. Slapping Pirouette on the rump, he said, “Fix me some eggs!”
“What’s this jive?” She responded, her voice tinged with anger. “Fix your own damn eggs!”