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🦋