home

It’s grand to be awayno graft, all play.tho’ no place like home,not mine.sinking on my throne,it’s sublime.a fortress,an ive a key to the door.Merlot, and the remote,I dont need much more.First in line,no queue, no hassle.I’ve no crown,but, King of this castle.kids they rebal,hostile can be the wife.But she my Queen,I’m thankful for my life