So I'd know what to illustrate, I took a stab at some copy. It's definitely draft copy, but I think it already helps provide some context for the illustrations.
The King and Queen would leave town for a week,
An idea that the princess found quite bleak.
See, the castle they lived in was old, dull and dreary,
Ugly and cold with a tower so eerie.
So, on the day that her parents left for Peroo,
The princess considered all the things she could do.
As she walked with her bot, she began to devise
A gift for her parents that’d be such a surprise.
Out with the old, the mold and the cold,
She would build a new castle, so vast and so bold.
She packed up the art, jewels and history books
Moving everything of value from the castle’s dark nooks.
And then demolition—it all had to come down.
Time for a hardhat, no use here for a crown.
So much dust, debris, wreckage and rubble.
But her dozer could clear it without any trouble.
She hauled junk away, to a dump down the road.
Ensuring that everything was done to code.
Then work began on building her home.
She’d need pillars and arches and at least one dome.
Her bot helped her know what should go where,
She measured with her carpenter’s square.
She labored day and night to get it all done.
It was hard work, for sure, but she found it fun.
She threw in all she could think of to make it great:
Two pools, three slides and a place to ice skate.
A library, a theatre and eight pinball machines.
A few hidden tunnels and six trampolines.
The inspectors were pleased and everything passed.
With a final flag, she was done at last.
The King and the Queen arrived home to find
The project complete, a castle most refined.
They loved what she did, as did all who saw it
But the princess was busy getting her next building permit.
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