捕蝇草系列 · 2 The President's Mane Is Missing
Chapter 18 For the next week, the giant alien space fly continued to fly above the city. But the citizens were no longer helpless! Oh, wait—they were still helpless, actually, when the giant fly swooped down to eat their cars, houses, bicycles, garages, and supermarkets. But they weren't HOPELESS! They all had hope now, because, soon, high above the city buildings, a giant statue of me would stand guard. Following orders from Vanessa Cowcow, whole herds of sheep were working to create the largest statue
in America out of bricks, marble, steel beams, duct tape, and empty egg cartons. Each day it grew by five or six stories. But no one could see it, because Vanessa Cowcow insisted that it be kept under a tarp. "Oh, Nina," I sighed. "Imagine how beautiful the city will look with this giant statue of me towering above it!" Nina began hacking and gagging. Possibly she was choking on the linoleum floor she was eating.
