Smash me up,
I'll get up again
Spitting blood.
I'll fight you
Just like I did before.
I lead
I don't follow
And once I ruled.
I will rule again.
From every latent foe,
From the assassins blow,
God save me.
Join me for tea
With both black and white.
I reserve myself
But I’m watching.
Wine in my ear,
Play your guitar.
Never mind the bollocks,
oh do give me anarchy.
My pistol is sex,
So rip me a Jack.
I've turped me a dickybird,
And won me a Churchill.
I'm a roundhead
And a cavalier,
I fight for a monarch
And I fight for myself.
I sing with both heart and voice.
I own the church,
And I killed my wife.
I'll kill you too,
If you like.
I'll scatter you and make you fall.
My heart is my soil
My people are my soul.
Poppies bloom
And I remember.
I always remember.
The waves I ride against them,
From the skies I bomb
And my blade is bloody.
It might be again,
Maybe soon.
Perhaps not.
I'll confound your politics
And frustrate your knavish tricks.
I'm spiced and sour
But I’m sweet if I want.
I know what you'd prefer.
Send me victorious,
Happy and glorious.
Long to reign over you
God save me.
Author notes
No obvious form, rhythem or rhyme, but its sweet.
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