The Queen! On a tram!
Idid but see her passing by,
And yet I'll love her, till I die.
Later
She did but pass me by again!
She was talking to some bloke called Ken.
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9 comments:
Kens are the reason why, if you see the tram rattling back towards you, you should always look away.
That's awesome Ramon. I love the Queen, especially the Helen Mirren version.
This poeting caper is a breeze.
(Ramon shh! Squib will hear you and throw a spork in your general direction!)
I had a Great Uncle Ken. He had Parkinson's. He died a few years ago. I didn't know him very well.
Sorry. That's pretty sad for a Friday afternoon, isn't it? It's the only Ken story I have though.
I saw the Queen in 1988. But only a glimpse. Our school got our photo in the local paper and I was more excited about that to be honest. Except I didn't like how my hair looked, but you can't have everything can you?
Genius cannot be denied, Kettle.
I saw the Queen in 1988. But only a glimpse. Our school got our photo in the local paper and I was more excited about that to be honest. Except I didn't like how my hair looked, but you can't have everything can you?
Lighten up on yourself, Shorts. What was the 80's about if not bad hair cuts?
An excellent poem
Thanks Squibsie.
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