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So farewell
Princess Alice

Aged 102
We pray

Emperor Blair
Doesn't beat you.

Charlie's Nightmare

I woke up from this dreadful dream

And clutched my sweat soaked pillow

'Cause I'd just seen bloody Basil Brush

Stuck up my sweet Camillo

And as I tore the blighter off

He shouted out, in spite,

"She's a better screw than bloody you

Your bum's too ruddy tight."

The Thoughts of
Hunter C. Windsor

I hate to advocate
Adultery

Having breakfast in bed
With your manservant

Or trying to bump
Off your ex-wife

But they've always
Worked for me.

Belated Obituary

Farewell then
Charles 1 st

You lost
your Head

to a Battleaxe

just like your
Contempory

A chip off
the old block
What!

Crowning Theory

     Why is the
House of Windsor
    falling apart
    Bluebottle ?

    because it's
     Jerry built
   mein Kapitain

|Hong Kong
The Last Toast

On yer yacht
   Big Ears
( published by Young Socialist 1997)

Defender of the Unfaithful

"They've changed its name to Suckingham Phallus.
His Highness, the Prince looks rather embarrassed.
We looked for poor Squidgy but she's off the scene
Laying in Wales by a babbling Coldstream."
says Malice.

( first two lines published by Independent 1996)

Corgi Girl

"Married beneath herself"
sniffed a Sandringham cat

"and you can't get much
bloody lower than that."

Edward
Part
of the
Scenery.

HMS Andrew
Clapped-out old cruiser
Silhouette pudgy
Chopper was grounded
Wife prefered Budgie.

Royal Glue

Stuck-up people
 stuck up other
Stuck-up people.

(published by the Independent 1996)

 

A Warning to Wills

Happy Birthday Prince William
Diana look-a-like.

If you get a Merc
from the Media

Swap it for a bike.

Tradesperson’s Entrance

For cracks

in the

Royal Household

buy Camilla

interior

Squidgyfiller.

(To be published in 'Aural Images' Poetry magazine 1998)

ACORNY ODE
to the Queen Mother

You're obviously
right poplar mam
amongst
the crawling roots

but can yew tell your
wooden clan
we're sycamore
their shoots.

(This poem was written in response
to Ted Hughes Poet Laureate's
sycophantic poem to the Queen mother
titled "The Oak Tree")

Philip
Rather a danger
the Royal Bedstranger
especially when he opens
his Gob.

Saint Anne
Extra-marital shagging shunned
Sun stunned, Mirror out-gunned,
Express blames "Save the Image Fund".


Air of  Mustique
Likes a fag
but bit of a drag
our Margaret.

Duchess of Kloster

From the Financial peaks
through the blizzards of cash
poor Fergie descends
and slips on her ass.


"She looks old enough
to be his fucking Mother
"

Bowls over Green
Peasants not keen
Nor is the Queen
And the fax
From Prince Philip
Is frankly obscene.

Birthday Poem
Happy Birthday Prince Charles
Fed up at Fifty
if your Mother pops off
you'll cheer up quite swiftly.

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