Once there were four Naughty, Naughty Baddies. And each one was as naughty as the next. They liked nothing more than being diabolically dreadful. But best of all, they loved creeping. When Four suggests a cunning plan to steal all the spots off the Queen's Little Doggy Woof-Woof, they all grin fiendishly and chuckle evilly as they creep, creep, creep. What will the Queen do when she sees her spotless Little Doggy Woof-Woof? Where is the King sitting as they creep, creep past? (Clue: a throne of sorts.) Will the Naughty, Naughty Baddies get away with it?
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