Royals

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Royals ©

There sat the queen

Upon her noble steed

Her ladies all around

Pesants upon the ground

She rules her land

Assures that she seems grand

But in the end

Who is left to mend

When all the subjects are gone

Who is the queen and who is the pawn?

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