No ... Oh! I don’t want one, if truth be told
Today is Thursday, yesterday was when
It was Whensday and I was good as gold
I wasn’t accepted within the fold
I’m off work tomorrow so excited
For I’m not one of those whose soul is sold
I’ll rise when ready from my great new bed
And live like a king but happier instead
Royals aren’t happy, so series all claim
Like Diana in her own words. Behold!
Felt sorry for her sadness though she did
Achieve almost by accident great fame
She didn’t fit the frozen royal mould
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