Our view of the carriage from Windsor’s Long Walk.
Greetings from very busy Windsor.
It’s three cheers for Harry,
And three cheers for Meghan
Forget about the national state
And celebrate a wedding.
Everything’s red, blue and white
Church bells are a-ringing
Everyone is on the street
And all the choirs are singing.
Got no time for grumpy folk
We’re overdue a party
Happy tears run down our cheeks
Our cheers are loud and hearty.
Politicians all poe-faced
None of them invited
Not been much to shout about
But now we’re all excited.
Meghan is a clever girl
Seen her on the telly
Bound to shake things up a bit
And add a bit of welly.
William is the one day king
Lesser role for Harry
But he’s found a super bride
He’s no need to worry.
Carriage round the Windsor streets
When will they get started?
Band strikes up a marching tune
Couple have departed.
Dad is anxious, checks his watch
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My application’s too early – a little bit premature
It seems Carol Ann still wants the job
And there’s not enough cash for two.
Two hundred a year and canary wine
Must stretch the coffers enough
My application’s premature
They don’t need two of us.
They don’t need another Laureate
At least for now, not yet.
So I’ll sharpen up my craft a bit
For now she’s a better bet.
At least I did a poem though
They can’t take that away.
I’ve done my little bit to help
The couple’s special day.
A response to the Daily Prompt
Our neighbours grandson’s getting wed tomorrow.
Liz from up the hill
Have you met my neighbour
Liz from up the hill?
She likes to walk her corgis
Husband’s name is Phil.
Curtsy when you meet her;
Seems that is the drill.
She may not have her crown with her
But ask her and she will.
The Castle’s really handy
For all the Windsor shops.
If ever she runs out of stuff
Across the road she pops.
She likes to wear a headscarf
It acts as a disguise
In case the folk of Windsor
Disturb her while she buys.
Her favourite shop, just near her
Is Windsor’s new T. Max
You’ll often find her in there
Going through the racks.
She never carries money
Or so I’ve heard them say
I guess they have to send a bill
For someone else to pay.
If ever you bump into her
She’ll ask you what you do
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The day we met William and Harry
They came to the end of our road.
Datchet was under water
The Thames was in full flood.
We’d water in the high street
We’d water in our house
The Press were on every corner
And the army had been sent out.
The next thing we knew
The royals waded in
Helping with sandbag walls.
Harry and William they were both there
There at the end of our road.
Harry was in with the soldiers
Laughing and one of the lads
William apart and quieter
When they paused
From their chosen task.
I joined the line
Threw them sandbags
Even shook Williams hand.
They were decent lads
I liked them
Though life has set them
New and exclusive pictures – 2 days to the royal wedding but the super-fans are already in place.
Royal superfans preparing for Harry and Meghan’s Wedding.
And now they’ll come; the sycophants
In silly hats and draped with flags
Sleeping out for several nights
To save their place on Windsor streets.
They take it all a bit too far
We’re half amused yet half appalled
To view the strange exotic hoards
That gather now round Windsor’s walls.
We’re local, we’ll go. We’ll line the streets
To catch the buzz, the grand parade,
The marching bands, the passing waves
But we won’t go wild like such as these.
It’s history, tradition it’s what we do
It’s part of what makes us who we are.
But keep it all in sane proportion.
You’re overboard, you go too far.
We know it’s eccentric, slightly wrong
But like it enough to carry on.
The royals are trapped as much as us
We’ll party on but please, no fuss.
Two days to go…
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It really catches on.
Once you’ve been infected
You’re sure to pass it on.
It affects everyone around you
To really good effect
And once everyone has caught it
There’ll be no going back.
So give it a shot
And try to infect
It’ll have an effect
There’ll be no going back
And there is no cure for that.