Royal Baby
The Royals had a baby boy
And Britain’s brimming o’er with joy.
They’ve waited for this festive date
To celebrate with Will and Kate.
This newborn babe is said to be,
Succession-wise, at number three;
And if this lad had been a lass,
Poor Harry she would still surpass.
For there are rules about the throne
Which English folk have always known;
But laws have changed and ever since,
A princess rates just like a prince.
Today’s announcement simplifies -
This little prince can claim his prize;
And if a sister joins the chain,
She’ll have to wait her turn to reign!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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