Carousel Convention
The annual carousel convention was about to start.
Darcy Diamond was excited, this was close to her heart.
She usually won a top prize for being beautiful or something.
Then she noticed her arch enemy, Carousel Dee Deetle Dumpling.
I thought you said she was ill, she hissed to her cousin Nells.
Nells always entered the singing competition, she had gorgeous bells.
She was Nells replied. I am surprised to see her too.
And look there is her sister, Lemon Lollipop Lou.
Carousel Dee Deetle Dumpling took the prize for most improved.
Nells the Nefarious Nightslinger got the prize for one who grooved.
Everyone got a prize, so it was worth the trip to Missouri.
But a tornado took them all, whirling them up in a fury.
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