Happy 81st Birthday, Prince Leonard!

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Imagine, folks, he's barely up and sits there with his coffee cup, while reminiscing of the past when time just flew, so very fast. A sip of Java, then a nod, it surely was the will of God, this land where wheat has always grown transformed, a country of his own. He had the guts, the fortitude that saw some lawyers come unglued. They said he had no valid reason and that he was committing treason. With musical formality he built his principality. It is well known that those who rule attract corruption, like the fool who speaks of better times to come. For you it's water, he drinks rum. Those 'servants' make for us decisions while acting like all politicians, we know that, as they move their lips they give us tons of clever fibs. I say those people have a nerve, they've got it wrong and make US serve! Well, I, for one, prefer to be a common man, yet one who's free. The world, as is, makes little sense it lacks the word 'benevolence'. And, if you think they are insane you're right, they lost the word 'humane'. Here, in a place called HRP a Royal couple serves your tea. So, when you make your travel plans, the place where no shenanigans or phony blokes pursue deception, you'll get a personal reception. Then stay a while, there, on the land and shake the Royal couple's hand. Look at the treasures, take it in, the atmosphere, the smiles that win. Today, throughout the world it rings, the sound of bells for Queens and Kings. Our voices, can you hear them call? A Happy Birthday, from us all!

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