The Prince is making pastry
The Queen is all alone
The King is in the knocking shop
It’s better than at home
Hey Ho The Merry-Go-Round
We don’t want to get off
The unwashed think we’re wonderful
‘Cos we all talk like Toffs
I’m married to my brother
My cousin is my son
We’re such a close knit family
Relationships are fun
We sent for the Archbishop
The baby needs a name
He should be called a bastard
But we just call him Jane
We’re born with mouths like horses
Royal life is gas
We’ve got a lot of gold and silver
Spoons stuck up our arse
Hey Ho The Merry-Go-Round
We’re never out of sight
We visit all the famines
We’re on telly every night
The Princess is a commoner
Whatever can we do
She’s off with DiddyDiDo
But we can get them too
Diddy’s dad’s a little man
He owns a shop in town sir
He thinks it’s posh, but we don’t shop
He’s really just a grocer
Hey Ho The Merry-Go-Round
We live in Bucking’ House
We’re Disneyland for Englanders
Led by Adolf Mouse
martin swords
feb 2008
Martin Swords
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/royal-stuff-n-nonsense/
