It isn't easy being Queen. So much is expected of me. I can only do what I can do. Fortunately, I have my talking chicken Henrietta to help me greet the day. After tea, Polly the Princess of Poetry recites a poem or two. Lately, Sir Read-a-Lot informs me about new books. I just call him RA for short.
Unfortunately, Polly and Henry did not find Henrietta during their visit to the library. But the visit did inspire Polly to write her first poem about why she loves the library.
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