“Hear, hear,” the Principal Pronoun chimed. He put on his best fawning expression. “Those nouns are such oppressive words, President Prep. Perhaps your prepositions would like to try noun substitutes. That is who we pronouns are.”
“Whoa!” shouted the Intrepid Interjection. “You pronouns have no power to sub for the nouns without their approval!”
The President Preposition shook a remonstrative finger at the Principal Pronoun. “Principal Pronoun, you have only yourselves to blame for your misfortune. You pronouns lack cohesion—always bickering among yourselves. First, a bunch of you refused to be labelled Possessives, saying it makes you appear greedy. Then, another set did not want to be named Reflexives. They thought it would make them look impetuous. The question words do not want to be called Interrogatives. Writer forbid they appear nosy. The ones who call themselves Personals are still in mourning over Capital I. The Indefinites are called fence-riders and told they are just like Question Mark. What you should be doing is tapping into your hidden powers.”
