August 15th, 2007
How to hang on happily ever after
(or Prince Peter and the Seven Liberals)
please bear in mind I wrote this last year for a Year 10 assessment task, and some political satire may be a little out of date. But i got 10/10 for it, so I'm not complaining.
Once upon a time in a land where every house had a white picket fence and every family had a mummy, daddy and 2.5 children, where everyone lived happily in fear of some unknown danger, always alert but never alarmed, there lived a little man. A little unattractive man with big eyebrows, a small minded man with big ideas, who was so humble and honest he had managed to dispatch all the previous leaders of the land.
Now as King John he lived in Castle Bennelong with Queen Janette and ruled with the help of his old ally, Prince Peter. Prince Peter was a poor specimen of a prince, but well endowed with a gift for making money. He spent all of his time in the kingdom's treasury, and his favourite past time was counting King John's money. There was a lot of it, because King John rarely gave any away, and he was very fond of imposing taxes.
But King John had one treasure he didn't keep in the treasury. It was his most prized possesion, a magic, full length mirror. It stood at least five feet tall, and leaned very far to the right. Every morning and every night, just after his twice daily walk, King John would stand in front of his mirror and say:
"Mirror, mirror standing tall,
Who will reign longest of all?"
And every morning and ever night, the mirror would reply:
"Well King Menzies gave it his best shot
And you helped finish King Malcolm's spot
And as for Prince Hewson and Prince Peacock
You started the rot
So I guess that it's suprising not
That you will reign longest of all
Till Prince Peter causes you to fall."
Suprising to day, this did not make King John particularly happy, so he decided to get rid of Prince Peter too. Let's face it, when you turn back the clock thirty years, you have plenty of time to think about who should be the leader.
So King John called Prince Peter into his throne room and made him an offer he couldn't refuse. He told Prince Peter that he too could be king one day, btu he would need to practise. He suggested he go a long way away, to a quiet place called The Great Backwoods, where he could practise being king til his hearts content with no distractions.
Prince Peter, who was very tired of counting money, and who was very fallible, thought this was a great idea, and set off immediately for The Great Backwoods.
There he practised walking with a crown, but no one noticed. He practised making big speeches to no one in particular, he practised passing laws for all the butterflies and beetles, and went for lots of long walks in his personalised tracksuit.
One day he meandered so far he became completely lost, and eventually came to a small clearing, where he saw a little house. He was very tired of his own company and being king of nothing, so he was very keen to make friends with the occupants of the house. Perhaps they would even vote for him to be king!
The occupants of the house had been so bored with what they were doing, which was filling out their personal income tax forms, that they had gone over to a friends place to play dominos.
When Prince Peter entered the house, he saw the half finished income tax forms, and couldn't help himself. He completed them all: there were seven of them all together. Exhausted with work and tired with hunger he looked around and saw seven little beds all in a row.
As fell across the little beds, his last waking thought was to wonder if these seven little strangers were living together as some sort of social welfare rip off, or clever tax dodge scheme.
To Be Continued.....
- Location:home, as usual
- Mood:
jubilant
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