Aqua Sequin Gown...check, Peacock Black and White Diamond Headpiece...check, Faux Ermine Stole (I have a white cat you know)...check. All is set to go. Driver, take me there, as I ascend the carriage, royally sparkling. Along the not-long drive, I watch the coral roses, which were strewn, vanish. My songbird, Mario, chirps tunefully and the appointed jester, Steve Harvey, tells jokes which make me smile. Torches of red fire are held to my cart and my driver halts. We wait, speak of the weather, the verdant starry sky. Torches of green fire send us forward, sky rushing past. I have arrived in luxury. A queen gets dropped off at work. Nothing is more befitting.
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