A King...

A king and his chariot. For this king will not want for anything. It will be brought to him as he request. He will dine, spoon fed, with even his waiters standing in wait, to wipe the corners of his smile. He will be hand carried from place to place. And as he sits in his chariot, he will be push to his destination by only those who truly love him. For he is their king. And this king will be called, Jackson Julius Dunn Smith! And this will stand true, until he hits puberty, then all bets are off. Lol.



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