Walking down the corridor
Of a castle by the shore
To eventually meet the king and queen
She turns around and there he is
His majesty of the invalids
Come to greet her
And give her the grand tour
Then ushers her through the chamber door
Showing her things she’d never seen before
Like candelabras made of gold
Deep rich colors
Lush and bold
Incredible views
Of the vast and scenic land
That goes on forever
And just seems to expand
As far as the eye can see
Until the land stops and meets the sea
She thanked them for their hospitality
Then left with an apology
Said she had some place she had to be
And that she hoped one day to meet the queen