Poetess : this story is finished.
Grandma : didn't we celebrate it already another day.
Inner voice : congratulations!
This is your "Golden pajamas award".
And don't think of selling it...
Narrator : let's all admit the truth.
The real witch : what are you going to do at work?
Grandma witch : cake anyone?
Everyone : sure.
The Beast : no, thank you, I am okay.
Ze Bella : you don't love me.
Inner voice : work?
Grandma : save us at least from that..
Poetess : if few people from my work get "Golden go to ... award" it's from me.
I am thinking about Botox.
May be will study it today.
Plus I was exercising for a while,
As you can see I don't have to wear a skirt.
Narrator : stay healthy people.
Grandma : such beautiful wisdom.
