See the triumphant queen, in
flowing nightgown of virginal white, behold the burned skeletons of the armada from her CGI promontory.
Now, hear that word and picture me dressed up all Braveheart style, thrusting a Ninja Turtle pencil in the air, my Cookie Monster
nightgown flowing around me because the muse is feeling chatty and I haven't had a chance to get dressed yet.