For your unfair judgements and unjustifiable whinings,
I doubt if you really deserve that position you're dealing.
And because of your immaculate and unblemished pride,
Here we are, all swimming against the tide.
Forgive me for not bowing down,
I'm not disrespecting your crown.
I just believe that you lack that ability,
To be called "your majesty."
And just because you love to make all things complicated,
Why don't you taste your own honey turning bitterly crusted.
Oh! My lady, you have a doomed monarchy,
For thou art one unqueenly bee.