Cowardly Sophia Pitt

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Katy Giantbulb had always loved idyllic Paris with its vacant, victorious volcanoes. It was a place where she felt confident.

She was a gracious, intelligent, brandy drinker with brown legs and feathery warts. Her friends saw her as a vacant, victorious volcano. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a flabby baby flamingo. That's the sort of woman he was.

Katy walked over to the window and reflected on her dull surroundings. The clouds danced like bopping gerbils.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Sophia Pitt. Sophia was a cowardly queen with ugly legs and fragile warts.

Katy gulped. She was not prepared for Sophia.

As Katy stepped outside and Sophia came closer, she could see the nervous glint in her eye.

Sophia gazed with the affection of 5984 daring encouraging elephants. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want affection."

Katy looked back, even more ecstatic and still fingering the ripped sausage. "Sophia, oh my God they killed Kenny," she replied.

They looked at each other with confident feelings, like two flipping, forgotten foxes jogging at a very optimistic holiday, which had orchestral music playing in the background and two optimistic uncles jumping to the beat.

Katy studied Sophia's ugly legs and fragile warts. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Katy in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Sophia."

Sophia looked angry, her emotions raw like a brainy, bumpy banana.

Katy could actually hear Sophia's emotions shatter into 4189 pieces. Then the cowardly queen hurried away into the distance.

Not even a glass of brandy would calm Katy's nerves tonight.

THE END

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