When the Queen Mother died I would love to fuck her face Or fuck her lips as I pull up the expensive lace When she is in the coffin in Windsor maybe I will fuck her arse I would like to do it as mourners pass A seventy year age-gap between hers and my butt One finall jizz,then the coffin's shut
Reason for writing:
Either that or the Tussaud's waxwork
Birth sign: Capricorn
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