Ria’s stayed at home these years
And worked there, uncomplaining;
She says her father needs her, so
She’s opted for remaining
It’s funny how the years go by,
And how old things get wearing:
It strikes her now, from time to time,
She’s doing all the caring
So maybe she will leave her work
Of service to the throne,
And find some satisfaction in
A real life of
Her own
To share is human:
