There Goes the Neighborhood

She does not mean it! We all said. We had heard of pre-fab, but this was pre-pot, and it sounded ridiculous! We all have mushroom houses. There must be zoning laws or something. The next thing you know a tea cup house will move in. She was determined. She brought in a giant teapot, in the middle of all of us mushrooms. There goes the neighborhood! we lamented. She invited us to visit. Four traitors did. They came back raving about the glory of a teapot house. The next thing we knew, three of them had teapot houses! What is going on? Has the whole world gone berserk? I sneaked over and peeked in the window of one of them. It was so fabulous; my own teacup house has been ordered.