Royal Polygamy

Kate, can we relate? I think it was something you ate? Everything is copasetic. We will be rich rich rich and walk away when the boys are too familiar with bar maids. Yeah yeah, dance with me. She was all up on me screamin. Comfort, no more disease, knowing punishment of vicnity. A baby doesn't mean you are dead, socially. Baby, you were just born like yesterday. I love your hair today and YOUR EYES especially your eyes. See it, be it ain't me. We may be a bit conspicuous, but in the dance they all disappear. POWER severity. We can get up and down without ever being on our knees. They are despot in a way, just not on me. It is okay that the only way I will go to Africa is with Harry, only Harry? Jungles caress me, and he impresses me with his royal favortism to African nations. His mother was a bitch, but he is now RICH, so who cares. Kate, you can anticipate. Harry and I will marry (polygamy #3) and then I will become queen of the world with his KINGSHIP the next day. The first only for you and your manies. The second LIVE all over the educated universe. My crown will be Grandma Ellen's Tiarra. It is in a secret safe under SCOTLAND YARD. No disreguard, just got to be OFFICIAL, you see. SWEDEN will have to come to their knees and always say PLEASE, Elin. William will never hit you again. No more publicity until 3 days after birth. No more King debate Will. It is time to be business couple scene. Apache is Harry. How about flying one of Donald Trump's helocopters today? Is there not release of all pressure when I do the do by addressing you properly? We will change your passport to Will as soon as I am IN COUNTRY. Love, HOPE