We English can take a lot of stick

That often misses what makes us tick.

Our reticence to boast and preen

Can be misunderstood and seen

As arrogance that needs pulling down

From those who view it with a frown,

So used are they to those who brag

And spare no chance to wave a flag.

With a knowing smile we carry on

Whether humble goose or noble swan,

Confronting the fashions of passing days

Imbued with the sense of self that stays

With each succeeding generation

That contributes to this island nation.

And all that it has helped to forge -

This land of "England and Saint George".

 

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