A great many countries are each budding to support a king and queen,
This is entertaining the health and wealth of the nation, the many nations;
Lasses and lads conjecture on the plans of the international scene,
Affairs are postponed, rehearsals are performed, appreciation is made,
For the whole royalty, the majestic signs, the highnesses of the continent.
It was boldly attempted to see great plans, dramatic scenes connect,
So then youth collected its duty, bringing grand catastrophes.
The great many nations seek a proud answer to the questions of life,
Retiring after much heated discussion, and so the higher beings shall speak.
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