The Queen The trumpets blare their grand tune as I walk down the gap between the crowd. Everyone is cheering and waving at me. I smile and do my 'royal wave' back to them. My horse-drawn carriage is waiting for me at the other end of the sea of people. I step in with the help of my butler and we are whisked away by the beautiful horses, both a stunning white colour. And endless array of supporters cheer us as we trot down the road to the palace where my crown awaits me. I am your ruler. I am the queen!
Mi piace
Commento
Condividi
Grace H.
Ellimina il commento
Sei sicuro di voler eliminare questo commento ?