“When I’m queen…” That’s a phrase you’ll often hear me say as I’m explaining the way the world ought to be. When I am the (1)mon of my own personal country, I will pursue several (2)ions and objectives. For one, drivers who fail to use their turn signals will have their cars taken away. Decaffeinated coffee will be outlawed, and so will spam email, telemarketing, and glitter. In this ideal world, I will never age because when I am queen, the laws of time won't apply to me; I will be beyond (3)al boundaries. As queen, I will be focused on the interests of my subjects. They will be required to use (4)syllabic words to improve their vocabulary and intelligence. And I will care very much about their opinions . . . of me. I’ll be surrounded by (5)devots who are eager to hear my (6)monos on any subject. And I will be known as the most (7)ted and inspiring of speakers. Naturally, I will be a (8)ign ruler, kind and beloved by the ordinary (9)als who are my people. I will allow them to do almost anything they wish, as long as they follow the strictest (10)et of my queendom: everyone must obey me at all times