Rumpus ruled at Potty Palace. Where was Royal parrot Horace? Queeny Squash caused so much clatter. Kingy Bling asked, "What's the matter?" When he learned that Horace had flow, Kingy uttered, "Oh, oh, oh! Check the meadows. Check the streets. Until we find him, no one sleeps! ...
... "Find him. Mind him. Trace and race. Horace cannot be replaced. Pass the message round the streets. Did I state that no one eats?"
Doors and windows all were shut. Panic spread around Fussbut. The Flitlits gathered at Share Square with no time at all to spare.
Every Flitlit had a mission to check an accurate position. Jester Bit chose not to pick any of his stored-up tricks.
He had not managed that before. He would learn to be a bore! All the Flitlits love the parrot with his ring of ninety carats.
Boo Kazoo wore her new glasses that help her make out shapes and flashes. She lives at Fussbut's woody slot that the Flitlits named Pine Plot.
She shares a home with her young mother among feathered friends that hover. Many trill and others drill with their tiny sharpened bills.
Star Sol-Fa beams upon the knots that shape the great trees at Pine Plot. It tunes the forest's floating music and the chirping of the crickets.
Boo yoo-hoos an all-pine horn that she's owned since she was born. Songbirds join in with the chorus of a choir of toady croakers.
Sounds float in the morning breezes, even when the north wind freezes. This freezes Pine Plot's nooks and crannies and each Flitlit cold-boned granny. ...