Angel , never got any post, but one day a letter arrived from Buckingham Palace marked from H. M. The Queen, in a pink satin envelope, she was so excited but why her. Angel opened it all fingers and thumbs, jam on her fingers from break fast. Then she remembered months ago she had wriiten a song at school, and sent copy of to Music Teacher, to study,but he had sent it H.M. The Queen, which Angel didn’t expect to happen, stating what a marvellous song piece.
Angel was jumping up and down, shouting, but it was making her dog bark. Oh what should I wear, I'll have to get in touch with Mother. I could wear long dress, with high heels, but they could catch in the carpet. So she went for a track-suit, covered with butterflies, in colours of the rainbow, the name each butterfy on it.
She did her hair into a chignon, with a black velvet bow, extra care with make up, a touch of rhouge on cheeks, and flick of mascara. But went for low flat shoes, in black and red. Her Mother arranged for a Limousine., what no Mum, Im just an ordinary girl, cancel it and we can both go by train, they did. Mind you every one was staring and watching her, she looked so grown up, much older than 16. As she came out Buckingham Palace , and got back on the train, photographers every where, and it was all in papers next day, and her song piece published, she did not want all this. Now she was made for life, and realised all her hours of work worth it, and must continue.
Angel was jumping up and down, shouting, but it was making her dog bark. Oh what should I wear, I'll have to get in touch with Mother. I could wear long dress, with high heels, but they could catch in the carpet. So she went for a track-suit, covered with butterflies, in colours of the rainbow, the name each butterfy on it.
She did her hair into a chignon, with a black velvet bow, extra care with make up, a touch of rhouge on cheeks, and flick of mascara. But went for low flat shoes, in black and red. Her Mother arranged for a Limousine., what no Mum, Im just an ordinary girl, cancel it and we can both go by train, they did. Mind you every one was staring and watching her, she looked so grown up, much older than 16. As she came out Buckingham Palace , and got back on the train, photographers every where, and it was all in papers next day, and her song piece published, she did not want all this. Now she was made for life, and realised all her hours of work worth it, and must continue.
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