The Queen
Yawned as she tried to
Ignore Charles chuntering
Dimly, poshly, grimly
About his garden, this
Bush, that bush, plants, plants,
Frigging flowers, cabbages,
Crocuses, little prince George,
Pests, pesticides, ride on lawn
Mowers, stumps, trunks, axe
Murder. ‘SHUT THE FUCK UP!’
She yelled eventually and
Charles sniffed, loped back to his
Potting shed and collection of
Dead moths.
Dead moths.
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