Sedate Royalty

Majestic crown atop their head, Stately presence and poise they shed. In regal robes, they stand sedate, A true representation of their fate.

Royalty flows within their veins, A legacy to uphold and maintain. A life so grand, a throne to sit, Their subjects behold them with utmost wit.

Oh, the wonders of their grace, A sight to behold, a regal face. In every move, a certain charm, Their legacy etched forever in calm.

Sedate, they abide by the rules, Their royal stature, the envy of fools. Majestic indeed, they stand tall, A true epitome of royalty’s call.