Wednesday 20 April 2016

a one hundred and ninth new poem ... 'long to reign over us'

The Queen
Found Prince Philip
Dishevelled and asleep
In the summer house –
Picked up her skirts
And weed on his trousered wooden
Leg. ‘I’ll strangle those
Dastardly dogs someday’,
The prince muttered
On waking from his
Crotchety slumber.

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