Mass,
Grass,
Pass;
With the muse of a Royal Class.
Brass, glass!
Stepping out of the race,
Facing the ways of life;
Like yellow coloured matal.
Royal Class! !
Peace and love,
Facing mankind with positive morals,
Able to bring us peace.
Brass,
Glass,
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