A Monarchial Compunction

There’s a unique regret, quite baroque and grand

The tainted sobriquet hewn amongst tallow lands

A coronation of florid fears with a golden diadem

From which articulate loathing, it chances to stem

There’s a unique remorse, robed in finest regality

A poised inelegance, to smote upon their enemies

And when to it, you surrender your sovereign rights

May God save you, for it shall reign with all its might.

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