A Diamond Jubilee Poem

[billy]

The Jubilee has come and gone,
leaving in its fettered wake not sure fettered works that well
the gaudy hearts of monarchists.
"Mummy" said a little girl
being led to watch the boats,
"what does our Queen do?"
"She waves" mummy answered,
cupping one hand and turning her wrist
from side to side.

i like the tongue in cheek feel it has, and the irony of the mother's wave
thanks for the read jack.