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corners of the room and caught the flying cups and saucers and air-born cakes before rushing out of the room, down the stairs, and out the castle doors.
While from behind them, in her tower, Princess Pirlipat screamed, “Nuts! I’m nuts for him! He drives me wild, and all I think or need or want are nuts! Just look at him! He’s oh-so-cute! A big strong jaw, a mighty bite. Nuts! I’m going nuts!”
“Where is the boy? The one who cracks the nuts, the one who drives me nuts! All day long I watch and wait and salivate for the boy who brings me nuts!”
“From my tower, I look down on those who cater to my whims, but never have I ever seen, someone who really fills my need. Everyday I’m all alone, way up here upon my throne.”
“Down below me, sweetness reigns, but up here, on this higher plain, all that sugar hurts the eye. It coats the tongue and makes a lump inside of me. I’m sick to death of all things sweet; the sugared please and candied thanks.”
“I want a little salt today – so, give me nuts! Cause I am nuts – plain nuts, oh nuts, for him!”
As the Gingerbread men fled from the Princess, they, and all the other Sweeties, ran, ran, ran as fast as they could through the castle courtyard to Drosselmeir’s workshop. Breathless, they skidded to a stop, bumping into each other – thump, thump, thump!
And Franz knew that on this particular morning, the entire land of Sweets needed his nuts. And he wished, like he did on every other morning, his uncle Drosselmeir would find
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