A poem for the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee as it might have been written by a previous Poet Laureate
Oh wondrous Elizabeth, heir of George Rex,
Who lightened and brightened Britannia’s decks
Now sadly abandoned and moored in despair
On the banks of the Clyde at the bidding of Blair.
Oh wondrous Elizabeth, heir of George Rex,
Whose forbear, Queen Bess, would have severed our necks,
We laud and applaud thee for Aldershot sun
That continues to burnish Miss J. Hunter Dunn.
With buns and with bunting and beacons ablaze
In joyful subjection our glasses we raise
To your wisdom and will which, for sixty years now,
Has graced us and placed us in rank above Slough.
Our taxes we tender with fabulous cheques
To pay for your upkeep, oh heir of George Rex,
And weak at the knees with a surfeit of cheer
We bow to you now in your Jubilee year.
(a la John Betjeman)
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