Lady Carelip stood frozen with terror. At her feet lay Princess LaLa, screaming at the top of her lungs. At the doorway to the nursery stood Queen Pirouette. “What is the meaning of this!” The Queen shouted with barely concealed fury.
“Prince GarGar shoved Princess LaLa and she fell to the ground,” answered Lady Carelip tremulously.
“That’s a lie!” Shouted Prince GarGar, tears streaming down his face as well.
There’s something about this plant that houseflies love. Maybe it’s like that plant at Huntington Gardens in Los Angeles that only blooms every ten years and smells like a rotting corpse. I don’t know the name of this plant but it is commonly found in people’s gardens in these parts. I don’t know why it’s popular as it isn’t much to look at.
“Three cheers for Queen Pirouette!” Shouted Lord Bottomly, the head of the loyal opposition. “Huzzah!”
“Huzzah!” Echoed the other members of parliament. “Huzzah!” Some of the men even tossed their hats into the air, such was their joy. The reason for all this jollity was the announcement that the land tax, long held to be onerous by everybody high and low, was to be abolished.