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Scottish and English,
Austria, Germany, Spain ...
they are the leads
who would think
they should reign.
Taking control
with their Middle-Eastern God,
taking control
on a poor, kind native's sod.
Native, English, Spanish,
and married
to the Englishman ...
an such an one with Squire's taste
does rule upon the land,
and poor, kind natives follow,
glad to have a builder's hand.
Poor, kind natives follow,
'til divorce attempts a stand.
The Al a Moe? Oh no! Oh no!
For Albert was of Noble Blood!
He came with love and honor,
fathering twelve to the trusting good!
He came with skills of Doctoring,
of Mayoring and of loyal faith!
He led his people to the place
of highest gifts, of royal grace!
And then she died ...
He lied! He lied!
And all the World to see!
She was the People's Princess,
Great Diana of all History!
Do die, hissed subtle serpent's breath,
Dodi, he hissed to her innocent heart.
Your husband wants an other love
to steal your son's royal leading part.
Your husband doesn't love you, dear,
Do Di to me, do die, right here.
With gasp, I clutch the Royal Coin,
the future Queen is gone! is gone!
And such an one as all do love,
respect and cherish far above!
They'd given me a task to solve,
though small and humble, is my love.
And so I sought my future King,
a man of true r love to ring ...
to reign above the broken hearts
of Noble Bloods who lose their parts
in leading lesser, poorer minds
to what brings riches to the blind.
He does his task quite simply, true ,
he's brought me Princess's One and Two,
and with the birth of this fourth child,
my love's restored, now gentle and mild,
a Scottish name to reign above
our world of rape and slain royal blood.
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