Long ago, or was it yesterday The Kingsmen joisted and sword-played Laughing and drinking at the end of the day Agreed all their purpose to slay The mighty King protected his land His Queen spent days happy and glad There was no time to be often mad Too mulch had happened no longer sad The Queen bore her King many a heirs What she desired was her sweet mare Her love of riding with wind in her hair Leaves her satisfied but worse for ware The King bides his time counting his coin Desiring solitude adding one pice at a time Gold sickness they say ruins the mind A sad life, lost in his finds The Prince and Princesses, children still Raised by a Governess, stronger will Being told to sit quietly and very still Daydreaming, looking out the window seal All the King’s money can’t by happiness The Queen spends her time riding, haphazardness The children are raised by a strict Governess While the King suffers from money lustfulness That is the story of the Royals Happiness shows the sadness and turmoil Caused by greed and schemes foiled Go back to the land and the fertile soil Tessa🦋