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Antonia, it’s time to rise today Your breakfast is ready, your tutor waits “Time is running", mama says There’s much to learn as a princess Antonia, follow whatever we please Stand tall and straight, hide your scarred knees You’re no longer a little girl You’re bound to be a queen of the world Antonia, quickly, put on your shoes Lace your corset so it’s anything but loose If you’re short of breath, you’ll have to wait A true royal must never be late Antonia, there’s no more time to play With your chin up, follow what we say You must learn to be a trophy of France To walk with grace, to speak, to dance Antonia, stop laughing like a witch Don’t be a disgrace, you’re not a ***** You’ll change your name and all in between Marie Antoinette is who you are as queen Marie Antoinette, with beauty from the gods, You’ll marry a man you’ve never loved You’re off to France, now say goodbye, You are to leave everything behind Marie Antoinette, you lover of life, With your luxury and power, your kingdom’s in strife As you live your own Versailles delusion Your kingdom is brewing a violent revolution Marie Antoinette, do you remember the sweet days of sixteen? Here it all ends, with a cruel guillotine. Antonia, free spirit, never meant to be A girl chained by royalty, a reigning queen.
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Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC
Dear Antonia
Antonia, it’s time to rise today Your breakfast is ready, your tutor waits “Time is running", mama says There’s much to learn as a princess Antonia, follow whatever we please Stand tall and straight, hide your scarred knees You’re no longer a little girl You’re bound to be a queen of the world Antonia, quickly, put on your shoes Lace your corset so it’s anything but loose If you’re short of breath, you’ll have to wait A true royal must never be late Antonia, there’s no more time to play With your chin up, follow what we say You must learn to be a trophy of France To walk with grace, to speak, to dance Antonia, stop laughing like a witch Don’t be a disgrace, you’re not a ***** You’ll change your name and all in between Marie Antoinette is who you are as queen Marie Antoinette, with beauty from the gods, You’ll marry a man you’ve never loved You’re off to France, now say goodbye, You are to leave everything behind Marie Antoinette, you lover of life, With your luxury and power, your kingdom’s in strife As you live your own Versailles delusion Your kingdom is brewing a violent revolution Marie Antoinette, do you remember the sweet days of sixteen? Here it all ends, with a cruel guillotine. Antonia, free spirit, never meant to be A girl chained by royalty, a reigning queen.
the tragedy of marie antoinette
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Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC
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