“He is really far too ugly to be allowed to play in any place where we are.” cried the tulips.
“He should drink poppy-juice,and go to sleep for a thousand years.” said the great scarlet lilies,and they grew quite hot and angry.
“He is a perfect horror!” screamed the cactus,“Why,he is twisted and stumpy,and his head is completely out of proportion with his legs.Really he makes me feel prickly all over,and if he comes near me I will sting him with my thorns.”