Diary of a King: Bronze Age

The shiny metals, the shiny shiny BRIGHT colourful metals.
Oh, I do enjoy playing with them.
Of course, when I wear them in my ear, I can’t help but overhear all the gossip people are speaking about me.
“Ooooh, King Edward’s a tosser
But, oh well, I feed on attention. ;D
And, O. M. G. can you believe they are calling it the bronze age?
ugh, Bronze?! Can you say DULL?
God, FML. :)
Oh, and yesterday, I was excavating, if you know what I mean (ooooh, I’m naughty), and I found some diamonds.
I think I can shape them into earrings.
OOOHH wouldn’t that be just precious?!

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