Monday 9 April 2007

POETRY – RHYME


Rule Britannia:

Bullies and snobs, plebs and knobs.
Home of democracy, a royal theocracy.
A colonial power, in a continual shower.
Master of the seas, the world at it’s knees.
Football’s home heart, it’s origin and start.
The land of queues and empty church pews.
Industrial pioneer, crisps and warm beer.
Stayer of revolution, with classical solution.
No first night sex, trap without vex.
No marriage dowry, art deco Lowry.
Mortgage for life, price for a wife.
No paternal say, children drift away.
Inventor of games, always losing it pains.
Winner of the War, bankrupt out the door.
Weak middle class, cemented opaque glass.
Aristocratic ruler Lord, clever, effete and very bored.
Working class rebel, his slingshot pebble.
A classical tradition, in Oxbridge rendition.
Old poets corner and blue Jack Warner.
Freemason’s Hall, tradition royal tall.
Myriad inventors, for other’s indentures.
Hands across the ocean, millennium price potion.

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