One time there was a sensitive prince, with friends that were very attentive to his wishes, and there were also two ADJECTIVE princesses, and they all went to grammar school. Actually the ADJECTIVE friends had ambushed at least one princess to see if she’d ever go out with the prince, but she declined, because of their different beliefs, and maybe also because she didn’t want to deal with NOUN from her family, who already were harassing her about a whole lot of other NOUNS all the time. But no matter. All were attentive to the ADJECTIVE prince. So one day, this prince decided to not-so-clandestinely invite the other princess, who was surely more understanding of needs, to rendezvous, and the attentive friends made sure the first princess knew all about it by dropping hints and remarks. Then the two came back with smirks on their faces and first princess felt her face getting hot and tears coming to her eyes. Everyone laughed ADVERB; no one felt the least bit sorry for that ADJECTIVE princess who was so rude to him. Except, strangely enough, the prince? Who actually had a bit of compassionate look on his face! I want your tears! All hail the right and proper order of things! If the whims of the prince are not met, surely the world will spiral out of control…so, why don’t you pray or do yoga or meditate, then you will feel better about it?
BONUS: One time there were 3 ADJECTIVE princesses who used to eat lunch together. The first princess used to admire a far off beautiful older princess in the hall. She did not have the courage to approach her. But one day, this tall beautiful princess was entertaining a group of boys near where the 3 would eat lunch. When the first princess saw her, she felt hopeful. Maybe they could go over and meet the girl. The other two, however, saw this beautiful girl and showed their ADJECTIVE fangs and claws. Look at that girl, talking to all those boys, she’s such a NOUN, her NOUN is too ADJECTIVE. That GERUND NOUN. (Or GERUND PHRASE?) Rip her to shreds. After the first princess felt the dream die, she decided to spend lunch in the library. Sometimes the princesses came by and tapped on the window. No hard feelings! They’d wave. The feelings were hard. Wicked cats. Untrustworthy cats. She never met the tall, beautiful princess, either. But at least she read many ADJECTIVE books.
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