Prince Charles Philip Arthur George,
The Prince of Wales, heir to the throne,
Has noble titles that would gorge -
Cannot just be a prince alone.
He's earls and dukes of this and that,
A baron, a lord and a knight.
All thanks to having been begat
With handles held as a birthright.
His Royal Highness must wait still
To get the titled top brass ring.
While Mum's around, nobody will
Call him His Majesty the King.
Camilla calls Charles, it is said,
By the untitled pet name, Fred.
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Ima Ryma Is a guy For which this poet Can only cry; Had you been a Missy Or a Dame, Then scarce I could From grief Restrain Sonnets from The highest caliber, The sweetest words Most aching palaver; But you had to spoil it; Albeit Man, I cannot woo And artful scam.