I Quit, last note in the poem, AIIMS DELHI ROYAL LIFE !?

5 years of traumatic royalty
She is a little weird
She doesn’t dress up after having 100s of outfits
She keeps feeding the crazy stray
How unhygienic it is to pet a dirty stray
Oh yeah she likes all the cats
They scratch her while they eat from her plate
She doesn’t have a intelligent brain
Pleases everyone now and then
She is mistake in our place
How can a 97 percentile student settle with a 100 percentile genius
The government is insane to allow these slum illiterates
She doesn’t talk with us,
Oh well i am happy for it
I can’t stand how she got till here
It’s perfect these slums can’t reach the foreign
Atleast no government allows it there
Ofcourse she is anxious and depressed in this land where she can’t handle it fair
She sould leave and settle in her tier