By Stanley Collymore
Kate Middleton knows through
concerted practice as the
skilled stalker she’d
evidently been, what to do when the cameras
are obviously on her. Very easy then to show
whatever practised emotions, she wishes to
convey then. Especially so when she has to
earnestly endeavour, in her twisted mind to
stay popular and relevant; as in, studiously
making certain, and equally keeping those
undeniably, discernibly entrenched, feudal
mind-set sycophants– the likes, simply of
racist Karens trollops like herself and the
plethora of beer-bellied and unknowingly
azoospermiac Gammons very invariably
fathering children, whom they obviously
distinctly undoubtedly; clearly didn’t nor
could they ever have sired in reality, but
all the same actually a part of that very
same crucially distinctively lowlife and
actually moronic mob naturally tasked
specifically with effectively preserving
the continuance of Britain’s irrefutably
dysfunctional, discernibly myopic and
patently unquestionably; unknowingly
to themselves and their kind this very
obvious, démodé monarchical family.
(C) Stanley V. Collymore
19 August 2024.