M is for marmalade
The food of Kings
But the Queen this morning is feeling like something else
“I feel like something else,” she cries
There has to be some kind of compromise
M is for marmalade
The food of Kings
But the Queen this morning is feeling like something else
“I feel like something else,” she cries
There has to be some kind of compromise
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