Sir Windsor

O'Reilly, you are not my cup of tea, says William and Harry. I love you, but hate your commentary, is Batman. I bless your feet daily, is a special incarnation of PETER. Being love in this bunch of back yard maurauders is not easy. I must play the FRENCH HORN is b flat and f, simultaneously. I do not mean to be a bother. I mean to institute FCC guidelines for even MESSAGES left for media industry. I like being white and I approve of this message. KNIGHTS are around me and no one knows how SMART they can be. William and Harry, let us KNIGHT the KKK today, starting with the LINE DEPUTY. Loyalty, royalty is their white males who have seen the light. If they have not, they cannot be a knight. Lovely circumstances, different every day. I must deal with ALL communities with intelligence and diplomacy. None of you know how blessed, intellectually, MR individuals can be telepathically. Well, they have chosen their community, and it is not with me. I will continue to work for reforms in the social service system, but I call my newly knighted Line Deputy, SIR MATTHEW WINDSOR to my side to be my bride. Come to my windowsill at night, and be soft and gently sweet, and in my dreams you will repeat. I keep the plague away from you. I find a rose that you can smell with your breath as well as teeth. Loving caresses ONLY when we did meet. You keep me free to be possibility. I am here for you darling. Jennifer "Guenivere" of New Polynesia.