The status of her Queendom

Did you know?
Oh but of course you knew!
Oh forgive my manners
You may not know
The status of the woman you carefully approach
She is no slut
She is no whore
She is nobody's quick lay
She is a Queen!
We thought you knew
We thought someone informed you
We thought you knew by the glow of her skin
By the sway of her hips
By the straightened length of her back
Or the way her carriage portrays
She is a Queen
No child she doesn't need a man ...