A twenty five year Princess whose Dad is King
is away with hubby Phil on brief Kenya fling

Poor Dad is ill and fate takes hand
young Elizabeth learns now she rules our land

Back to England with Consort Phil they then return
to mourning black and all’s concern

Ageing Winston anxious for Royal’s plane alanding
but Elizabeth calm, ready, showing Regal Standing

Coronation arrives June second ‘fifty three
with country poised at ten inch monochrome Bakelite TV

Young Queens’ Country slowly leaving wartime pause
from rationed utility to D. I. Y. hard boarded doors

Meanwhile Phil happy with his great new Lagonda
whilst wife Queen’s duties get ever longer & longer

She sees in the Sixties bringing demolition rife
bringing concrete homes, with inside loos!…is this… comfy life?

Her Majesty’s family onward growing, more mature
meanwhile World's attention at Beatles’ lure

1967 the word for being happy has changed for those with differing ways
now out in the open provided away from others gaze

Comes nineteen seventy three and most so pleased UK joining EU
having ever since surprising affects on her country & all her peoples too

Later that year would our monarch, with her unlit thoughts, amaze
at Britain’s candles glowing, during miserable, three day week phase

Nineteen seventy seven, we celebrate her twenty fifth reigning Jubilee year
still young on Buck House balcony as full family hear great loudly cheer!

Into nineteen eighty start of boom & bust
lightened by Diane & Charles’ wedding (whatever love is…) that was a must

Each day remember all this time and more …the Queen
signing /sealing Red Box secrets whilst serving her Parliament between

In fact, by year Twenty Twelve a dozen Ministers Prime she to contemplate
giving intelligent advice or response – remember, she is, Head of State

Imagine oneself in such position
unable to deflate ego’s, knowing public’s feel of certain PM's derision

Nor even comment on individual’s views, looks or power
for fear of head topping - in the Bloody Tower!

But wait its June '82 & along comes Prince William...throne's 2nd contender
what a fine handsome chap & in Vermillion... what splendor!

So into the 90’s but good things expire
separation for Andy & Fergie, Diana & Charles plus Anne divorced and..........Windsor fire
Yes ‘92 annus horribilis our Queen tells World
with tears nearly forming with more tales to unfold

then 97 poor Dianas’ death heads Queen’s lonely time
Buck House awaits delayed return, but eventual healing of public’s mind

Royal things quieten down, in family a must
as Millennium strikes and in Country we trust

2002 sadly centurion Queen Mum departs
and sister Margaret too, breaking more hearts

Soon into Iraq war she meets PM Blair
he insisting its all right & of course fair

Queen's thought’s we don’t know but her peoples’ views
are opposed to joining US but are firmly refused

Afghanistan next to fight terrorist foe her State Heading again
having to approve such a war whatever our pain

Meanwhile Philip still making his cheeky expressions
from 'chinky eyed' visitors to unheard of confessions

2005 Charles & Camilla now Wedded forever
who'd imagine such a binding together

Onto 2007 & England now a smoke free zone – cigarettes we mean
and in a puff we have Britain's oldest ever Monarch our Queen

Voting on to 2010 Coalition, guess what no leftish stop to Cameron, as PM
some hope held check (spelt cheque!)) by Clegg, Lib Dem

Thence 2012 - 60 years, our real Leader's Glinting Diamond Jubilation
the Queendoms' constant backbone gaining our & worldly populous elation!

But would you like her job, nice houses, cars, clothes & everything done
and no money worries and answering to none?

Sounds good said quickly but always having to smile
surely you'd get pretty bored in a very short while

Just think most workers have 40 years of employ
before taking retirement to man through from young boy

But what's that I hear... ladies... shouting...'Hoy'?
'We work much longer! Please do not us annoy!'

Well all I am saying of Queen's 60 years plus, work
is a massive achievement with never a shirk

One can't quite imagine her inline offspring when called
to genuinely gain, the World's full applaud

So lets take a small glass (perhaps like her Mum)
of your favorite and join in the fun
to wish Her Majesty ..Congratulations......Well Done!

Then came 'Olympics!' A glyding in on a fast swirling chute
without the Regalia but gaining crowds' roaring salute...

Comes two thousand thirteen another heir to her throne
from William and Kate a weighing over half stone!

So another contender young George little lad
and he could become King...just like her Dad!

Well Mam' perhaps you're thinking, 3 contenders, 4 with next from Kate & George,
William and Charles to placate...
..but what is that rhyming word beginning Abdi........
for eldest now of any gender to become Head of…...State?

And, if it were Charles our new King on the scene
then Camilla of course our new lady...

'What's that you say?...
remember I'm your ruler! I can slap your knuckles...now go away!

I've still lots to do...its two thousand & 15 & the world's got in pain
with racist atrocity’s, ibola & just look at Ukraine

and my poorest people having to skimp for them self
but we still just hanging on to our marvelous, Common, Wealth

Yes lucky Philip now has an Ausie Knight, hood
& with our huge population growth perhaps, all British males, should!

And now there' a wretched election in May
those unlikely politicians already shouting their way

Oh No! To think possibly another PM
it's bad enough with that...Con man, poor, David, a hem'...

could I be labouring to listen to a Milli band or barage from so called Nige?
Catching a Scottish Salmon, Sturgeon or poor little Nick cut down in sighs?

Then I mustn’t forget the Welsh & North Irish Scenes
nor keeping healthy with a large dose of... Greens!

Enough of that I am still on course to September 10th to beat Greatest Grannie Queen Vic...
in serving the longest, & then poor Charles, perhaps he then I will pick...?

Until then, come along Philip, we have Corgies to walk
and think over - why I am quite surprised ... but delighted
that some calm has been brought
by having Scotland with England Northern Ireland & Wales
still forming my Kingdom so truly United
so obviously clear by the fierce wagging of tails!

Lastly on this walk thank goodness I don't have to use money
for just look at the new coins - my refreshed new face, how very, very, funny

Remember now Philip, hold those leads tight,
for, like those awfully nosy papers, they could give us a bite
and we must never, never, give our peoples........ a blue blooded....fright!'


© Keith Jellicoe 2012 with 2014 and 2015 additions!