Princess, beautiful false eyelashes
Powdered cream face, lips red-sticked
Crafted brows, gold-tinted hair splashes
Smooth skin from products handpicked
At the mega beauty health warehouse
For tall women that are hiding a mouse
Old men like me are ruined castles
After too many battles against all
The last one lost to time and nature
Chase of faster rabbits down the hole
Becoming more dangerous hassles
Towards my last day of kingly tenure
With a reserved greek-style mausoleum
Or simple grave for having made this far
Between history and the dusty museum
As I become an extinguished star
… To be forgotten by slaving underlings
Daily born, clever, simple or suckers
Psychopaths megalomaniacs and others
Ruling by crookery, deceit, fear and mongerings