5 4 3 2 1. A castle ways a ton. 5 4 3 2 1. The Queen of England's won. I never thought she'd get it done, but her sister is a nun.
what type of tea do you drink with the queen of england?
royal-tea
He's got a massive f*cking cock, Ayew, Ayew He tucks it in his football sock Ayew, Ayew Shagged a bird and now she's dead Swung his cock around her head Jordan Ayew Palace number nine 🦅🔴🔵
I know this is a really bad poem but I'll do it anyway cuz I have nothing else to do.
Twas so pretty a night, with people all asleep. Everyone's dreaming of that candy apple treat, and a palace. But alas! No it's all a dream. Even eating ice cream, it's all a dream! Why can't I have this? Why can't I have that? BUT NO! It's just hitting you like a bat. YOU JUST HAVE TO HAVE IT, you say to yourself. All for me, all for me, and exedra. it goes on and on. But why wish for riches? Your already rich enough? If you have a device, then take my advise, if you were poor you would have spent the money on food, like honey, not something that... OF ALL THINGS IS GOOGLE!
Like I said, it's really bad. :(
China is a place, I once went to Buckingham palace
The Fast of Ramadan
In the northwestern slice of Alaska known as Seward, a horseboy stood, with broom in hand, in the vast courtyard of the royal stables of the sultan. He was waiting for dusk to fall. All day long he had eaten nothing. He had not even tasted the left over fish tucked in his turban nor the enormous purple grapes that spilled over the palace wall into the stable yard. He had tried not to sniff the rich, amazing, warm feeling fragrance of ripening of that sweet pome-grants. For this was the sacred mounth of ramadan when, day after day, all faithful Mohammedans neither eat nor drink from the dawn before sunrise until the momment after sunset!
