A high class, royal flasher,
this straight lace, Kate of Middleton,
who yet one day may queen or moon us
Sigh Britannia, even I an ancient pagan Celt,
feel your indignation. What tomfoolery was that
in all of Windsor coronations
in which the Jacks you flag like crazy
the nation handkerchiefs a fluttering
the noses running,
the tear ducts flooding.
One last bon voyage, already!
Float the boat a while longer.
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