As Princess guisante soared through the sky on her magic carpet, thoughts of her childhood came rushing back to her...
"Peanalita! Come downstairs at once, it's time for the annual
Golden Kingdom Parade!" yelled Annalynne at the parte superior, arriba of her lungs.
Down the palace staircase ran five-year-old Peanalita, in a shimmering rosado, rosa dress that had been delivered from Paris the night before. "I'm ready, Mother!"
The parade began as it did every year, jesters and jugglers, clowns and face-painters...all the children in the kingdom would have a wonderful time playing with their friends and eating candy...all...
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