Sunday, July 3, 2011

Prince Willy’s Hen and Cock

Prince Willy’s Hen and Cock

Join us for an ale at the finest new English pub
The better man at darts the victor of a free willy rub
Chicken wings deep fried from the best hen and cock
Not to be mistaken for the jewels of a Jersey-man’s jock

The brew-master gently stirs the hemlock in the witch’s cauldron
At the perfect boil he will then serve the awaiting rowdy squadron
Propose a toast to grandmother and queen
Then toss the empty glasses at the stately curio cabinet figurines

Marvel at the shattered porcelain as it reveals its boneless lustre
Aristocracy best visible as a shattered cluster
Hollow to the core best describes the onlooker’s gaze
Is it not time that royals were thought of in terms of the “bad ole days”

princes and Pawns depict centuries of war and battle
kings and queens to this day still think of us as dispensable chattel
There is no “royal” in a monarchy that sits on a throne
Each grand event sets the stage for their next “new stepping stone”

Have an ale but none too many
The vicars of Lucifer will soon have you working for a hard earned penny
Cross the coble to find the next awaiting tavern
Perhaps Harry’s Stool and Bum may be a more sensible commoner’s cavern.

Thank you,
Joseph Pede

Rather than applauding the royals perhaps we should be asking them to disclose their financial investments. Their activities would leave most people gasping for air.

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