the queen
through all of the mottled times
the inviolability of your nobility
royal from balmoral to the windsor
of britain’s multicultural soup
‘gentlemen the queen’
has rung down the ages
through all the wars and the strife
she was also a wife
through the pages of her family album
torn a little in sepia perhaps
slipping a little our image of those images
scion an anachronism
at the end of the knighting sword
and yet good lord
we have the elegance of her regency
the white gloves asking of power
can you form a government
on behalf of my people
i give you permission
to kiss hands
the moist eyes of the people
look at the union jack bunting fluttering
and how we cheer her to the rafters
for all our family ever afters
she has always been there
uniquely ours
ladies and gentlemen i give you
her majesty the queen
let the children feast
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