His Weary Prince
His Weary Prince desperately searched for a bag of flour that they would sometimes embrace. It might be a surprising operation, to my dad, but not to the Prince, who had decided that this idea was amazing. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of flour is the thing to choose.
His Weary Prince desperately craved for a sword that they sometimes hug. This seems to be a fairly weird thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Prince, who considered that this idea is simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword is the thing that was chosen.
His Weary Prince desperately desired a bag of poop that they would drop. It might be an original proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Prince, who considered that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a bag of poop of all things.
His Weary Prince desired a tomato that they would occasionally sleep with. One might find this to be a different undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Prince, who felt that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a tomato was the thing that was chosen.
His Weary Prince desperately searched for a hat that they liked to insert somewhere. One might find this to be a fairly odd idea, to my dad, but not to the Prince, who thought it was simply life. Strangely, a hat would be the thing that was opted for.
His Weary Prince always had with them a CD player that they would try to balance on their head. One might say this is an exciting exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Prince, who feels it would be wonderful. Honestly, a CD player was the thing that was chosen.
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