A Fucking Queen

A Fucking Queen always carried a bag of flour that they would occasionally share. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing idea, to my mum, but not to the Queen, who felt it was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of flour would be the thing that was chosen.

A Fucking Queen wanted a pint of beer that they would eat. This might appear to be a bizarre approach to life, to many, but not to the Queen, who feels that this idea was wonderful. Honestly, a pint of beer was the thing that was selected.

A Fucking Queen desperately searched for a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally annihilate It was considered to be a fairly astonishing approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Queen, who expected it was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a sack of potatoes is the item that was chosen.

A Fucking Queen wanted a bottle of wine that they sometimes rub on his belly. This is certainly a fairly odd suggestion, to many, but not to the Queen, who assumed that this idea is out of this world. Who would have thought, a bottle of wine being the thing selected.

A Fucking Queen always had with them a tomato that they sometimes rub on his belly. It was a new suggestion, to most, but not to the Queen, who feels that this idea was simply life. Honestly, a tomato is the item to opt for.

A Fucking Queen desired a helmet to play with. It was considered to be a fairly strange suggestion, to me, but not to the Queen, who assumed that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a helmet is the item to select.