Though not Royal case, But the work has begun. Took our sovereign yolks, Two spoons of sugar "Mistral"

And mixed. Then added Oil, soda, vinegar finish. And flour. Everything he mixed, the Dough is made and... tired!

Then the Prince came up, "I'll bake!" And the flu! Chipped in from test it Half. And then He cocoa put on a pretty Good promasil And sent in the fridge for Both test halves.

Lie down for the dough there to Rest. And then Light took half And, without straightening his back, grated quickly he rubbed. In the form laid out beautifully. What to take that it was delicious? To them the Queen came over And jam brought. Well, smeared with jam. Not emotes and without regret. The Prince case continued - grated dough rubbed. The Queen is well posted safely Second the dough that it was getting dark. The pie in the oven has identified about forty Minutes.

... King recalled That he proteins churned, churned, but the attach was too late!

What to do with them? The labor expended. "And we have pie, they will hide! And he will be covered like snow," the Queen said. "Oh, business!" Thought the king and put Them on the cake. Determined for 10 Minutes in the oven pie to brown he was able.

When the creature Pulled out of the oven, then the song of their was heard at the gate. The recovery was celebrated by the people. And I was there, Cake eating, tea drinking honey. Mustache did not flow, and mouth all got!)))