George Brown went off in a huff. “I’m going in my little house,” he said.

“Don’t be like that, George Brown!” Alexander Mackenzie cried. “I didn’t mean to drop poor Flossie’s head on the ground!”

“Come back George Brown!” piped Flossie’s head. “I’m all right! Really I am!”

George Brown slammed the door of his little house. A bird sat on Alexander Mackenzie’s head. Flossie invented the short stop sign. Peace, order, and good government settled upon the land!

-The end-