Land Of Oath And Glory
An oath
to the Queen. What better way for the new, forward looking, multi-cultural Britain
to look backwards in praise of an archaic, hierarchical, feudal system. Yes indeed,
we can’t think of anything better to bring the youth of today together, well okay we can.
We've uncovered the first draft of the oath, as drafted by Prince Philip, and it's a winner:
Hear ye, hear ye,
Here's to the Queen.
With her crown, and her coats,
And her big fuck-off boat.
Hear me, and please heed,
That we've all got sexy needs,
And I love her arse,
But rumpy-pumpy is sparse.
Because she's buggered her hip.
She should go for a snip.
Maybe by some foreign bloke,
But they usually make me boke.
So here's to our Queen.
Her favourite food is beans.
And her farts do stink.
But she washes in the sink.
If you want to save the Queen, email
god@randomshite.co.uk
