Slept through all that ******* Thunder
but not the closing of the front Door?
Pardon us, your ******* Highness,
for living some of our Lives
before ******* 18:30;
Please, your ******* Highness,
take a step back from yourself
if you can fathom anything
other than yourself.
We try not to begrudge you your Schedule;
reciprocate by not begrudging the majority of the House theirs.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC
Slept through all that ******* Thunder
but not the closing of the front Door?
Pardon us, your ******* Highness,
for living some of our Lives
before ******* 18:30;
Please, your ******* Highness,
take a step back from yourself
if you can fathom anything
other than yourself.
We try not to begrudge you your Schedule;
reciprocate by not begrudging the majority of the House theirs.
Yay self-absorbed roomates!
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