The monarch she was a beauty in her prime
But that is going back many Seasons in time
Though for one of her age she does look rather well
The years on her now are beginning for to tell
In Seasons not distant from her final Fall
It is the same for her as it is for us all
She was born to be a monarch but like you and i
She too is a mere mortal destined for to die
And death does make us all equal why otherwise pretend
The babe born today his or her life journey must end
And as for the monarch her best days long gone
The years on her showing and time ticking on
She is a mere mortal when all is said and done
No different to your or i or to anyone.
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