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YOU SEE HIS Photo, but thats not him, nope, he's hidden away, in an obscure castle, its a tradition. When he can knit an escape ladder from spider webs, to lower himself into reality, then.....meanwhile a double is in his place. You know its a double, because he manages to stay on the polo horse longer than his father ever did. It was many a time, a limosine would drive up to the festive audience stands, and a famous mum, would quietly survey the area for her royal son somewhere in the area aschleep in the grass. She would then be driven away, knowing, he would eventually waunder back to his Scottish castle to attend to his camellias. |
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