My Weary Queen

My Weary Queen always carried a radiator to rub on his belly. One might find this to be a somewhat surprising action, to my dad, but not to the Queen, who thinks it would be wonderous. Honestly, a radiator would be the item chosen.

My Weary Queen always carried a pint of cider that they would occasionally insert somewhere. This could be considered a fairly exciting action, to many, but not to the Queen, who feels that the idea was entertaining. Strangely, a pint of cider would be the item that was chosen.

My Weary Queen wanted a bag of flour to share. It is a fairly original suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Queen, who felt that the idea was amazing. Strangely, a bag of flour being the chosen item.

My Weary Queen desperately needed a bag of poop that they would sleep with. It would have been a fairly extraordinary activity, to some, but not to the Queen, who thinks that the idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a bag of poop was the thing that was opted for.

My Weary Queen needed a melon to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly a fairly funny idea, to many, but not to the Queen, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is simply life. Who would have imagined, a melon of all things.

My Weary Queen desired a ball that they would often put in the bath with him. It was a bizarre action, to my mum, but not to the Queen, who assumed it was awe-inspring. A ball was the chosen item.