The King

So I need to talk to the King but apparently he doesn't have an e-mail. I had to write a letter the old fashioned way. His colony of Canada needs help. The Prime Minister isn't the boss. Maybe the King walks around with a wand in his pocket. I wonder where he gets his outfits from. 

The Queen was the smartest one in that family, I loved her. She was everyone's grandmother. She loved the Corgei dog and had several of them. She was on the radio as a teenager during WW2 and learned how to fix military vehicles. After meeting many Prime Ministers, I'm sure she had her favourites. 

I think Canada needs the British army's help. Our military is too small and the Americans are crossing the border. I know they want our resources and land. If I were the Prime Minister, I wouldn't be nice but strict on the laws. Behind closed doors I would rule with an iron fist. I'm glad that Mark Carney is a banker, he's very smart and knows how to negotiate. I admire him and think he's the best leader our country ever had.

 

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