(A repost from November 2017)

Hey Hey for the not so merry month of May

but what on earth will the butler say?

Will she make her Markle felt?

Want golden faucets in the loo,

Just like the lovely sTrumpets do?

 

No shepherd's pie or kidney pud

for Cinderella. Oh no, no good.

Just hominy grits and collard greens

with pumpkin pie and Boston beans

Caesar salad - cookies- Coke

and soda pop until you choke.

 

Will Harley Davidsons and Cadillacs

give well-bred  Daimlers hearty smacks,

or will she want a limousine?

Will he now play polo on a quarter horse

wearing a Stetson without remorse?

 

A Kalashnikov deep in her closet

among the ermine and diadems?

A handgun under the mattress flat?

Darling, what on earth is that?

Just a tiny pea, my pussy cat!

 

A jealous stepsister has place too

in this soap, and bankruptcies galore.

I think we've been through this before,

but abdication is required no more!