Dubonnet and Mindless Sheep! No wonder such idiots are being cynically culled!

By Stanley Collymore 

What a flock of mindless and 

distinctively feckless sheep!  

Yet, these very pathetically  

puerile morons do regard 

themselves categorically, as adults. 

What next? Stock up on any toilet 

paper, which alchie, Liz Windsor 

also gives a warrant to! And this 

is supposedly everyone the 21st 

Century, which we're evidently, 

realistically in and undeniably 

singularly also an enlightened 

one! Nevertheless not fittingly 

though, it crucially does seem

in the distinctively, purposely 

brownnosing, state of Britain. 

Unsurprising then that the 

purported upper-classes 

and equally hereditary 

so-called royals can, and often do, 

routinely get away with murder. 

And can there truly be anything 

more basically asinine actually 

than frankly, having a doddery, 

aged, and clearly substantively 

too 95 years old nonegenarian 

alchoholic, who naturally just 

literally brazenly relishes her 

specially boozy tipple now so 

curiously, and also bafflingly, 

after numerous years of such 

alcoholic activity prodigious 

in its routine engagement by 

Liz Windsor, as a commonly 

acquainted with, and keenly 

indulged in pastime of hers, 

makes Lizzie's longstanding 

preference, in her alcoholic 

drinking stipulation clearly  

publicly and evidently well 

over the top as an instance.  

Now after numerous decades 

of its actual existence, Liz's 

drinking preference, has 

now basically become even more 

generally known, due explicitly 

to the essentially speculatively 

award to the same alchoholic 

outlet Dubonnet evidently to 

which a basically ludicrous 

warrant has been crucially 

granted to by Liz Windsor  

its keen boozer; and does 

prompt the so inevitable 

question specifically for  

what Liz? A requisitely  

appropriate, and fixed 

contributive donation 

covertly dispensed to 

the Windsors' family  

distinctly, charitable 

and all preservation 

fund in exchange in  

the fullness of time; 

for that ecstatically 

received given title.  

This against the clear backdrop 

of the British serfs themselves 

thinking that with them now 

loyally and thus accordingly 

as rather dutiful subjects investing 

patriotically, as they evidently see 

it in their personal purchasing of 

Dubonnet whether they actually 

like the taste of it or not, will go  

a long way towards effectively 

and crucially, improving their 

own individual standing also, 

and distinctively so basically  

due to the actual granting to 

Dubonnet, of its quite facile 

warrant by Lizzie Windsor: 

the evident fulcrum, in our  

21st Century Britain, of the 

unelected, hereditary, and 

patently it would seem an 

alko nonegenarian 'ruler'.   

(C) Stanley V. Collymore 

18 November 2021. 

Author's Remarks: 

It's quite evident that if the Windsors  canned and sold their body waste, there are undoubtedly loads of Britons who would buy that too.