A Depressed Queen

A Depressed Queen desperately searched for a big sponge that they would sometimes smash. It would have been a weird and wonderful thing to do, to my children, but not to the Queen, who expected that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a big sponge was the item that was selected.

A Depressed Queen desperately craved for a little monkey that they would sometimes insert somewhere. This is certainly an odd approach to life, to my children, but not to the Queen, who expected that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a little monkey is the item to choose.

A Depressed Queen wanted a custard pie that they sometimes demolish. One might consider this to be a fairly weird and wonderful activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Queen, who felt that this idea is awesome. Bizarrely, a custard pie was the item that was selected.

A Depressed Queen carried a chocolate bar that they would eat. One might find this to be a fairly strange exercise, to you and me, but not to the Queen, who feels it was exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a chocolate bar of all things.

A Depressed Queen desperately needed a custard pie that they liked to try to nail to the wall. This seems to be a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Queen, who considered that this idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie being the item selected.

A Depressed Queen often carried a pen that they sometimes worship. This seems to be a bizarre exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Queen, who felt that this idea is breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a pen was the thing that was selected.