Resolved hereby in the shadows resolved hereby where lightrays from rainbows do always find their ways to a Pee Princess heart, good sweet bedwetter who assembles her pee-sisters to state, record and ratify the following:

 That in a peegirl's sticky insides in her internal organs they are covered by a layer of skin also soaked and sticky with her own precious urine from bedwetting and sleeping in her pee. That there are three evil surgeons who would do harm or torture a peegirl because they hate the wet bed and they hate peegirls and hate to see a Pee Princess peeing in her pants and giving up on her potty training. They are evil sadists and they want to control and ruin and harm all Goddess energy in the belief that if they were to capture the peegirl internal organs in canopic jars they could trap her soul and they could make more violent male energy proliferate and everyone would only have dry nights.

Resolved every pee-sister wants no harm or violence or sadness in this already bent and shattered universe and she will do anything to protect and nurture her pee-sisters. Resolved that her heart is fluttering and hands trembling as she does press her pee-soaked cunt to the parchment on which are written these and other sacrd words as do the fellow members of the coven in good standing. Resolved that evil wicked sinister jealous blade-wielding surgeons of death-beyond-death can never ever ever touch a peegirl. If they touch her their brains burst into flames and dust ash and all that is left is an empty husk of a skull filled with the emptiness where their compassion and real love ought to have been. Then they will regret their selfish actions.

Resolved a peegirl nation is open to all chronic bedwetter Pee Princesses whether in the rainforests of the Pacific Northwest where they construct wild nests or in sad desolate places where they have to shiver in fear and voices howl at them saying they deserve everything bad to happen to them for smelling like pee and bedwetting and drinking pee. 

Now the hisssing river of urine gushing from the cunt of the Goddess of all universes can and does reduce and ease the anxiety and the nervousness and the visceral fear. When a skeletal lightning skein lights up her face in the dark in the old house the old house full of trash and scary sounds at night she does breathe in the aromoa of her precious nice heavy pretty girlpee and suck on her damp blanket and that is when she can contact the sovereign Pee Princess star chamber of protective guardian anarchangelic pee-sisters.

Now no peegirl should be crucified for bedwetting or peegirl witchcraft. If so the rainbow will melt like wax crayon and molten metal and smother the crucifiers. 

We hold these truths up to the moonbeams of all moons reflected in the wet eyes of all Pee Princesses and soak this sacred document in the bucket of collected urine of the 12 assembled Pee Princesses. Those who make a move to stop the Pee Princesses world will be thwarted, shamed, and buried in suffocating shadows forever within forever.

This is article I signed and honored and absolutely legal very tender and true in every universe imagined or unimaginable anf this is a fact encompassing a fact.