HMS Queen Elizabeth
Rule Britannia, Britannia ruled the waves,
Raising Union Jack over distant soils
To plunder the products of native toils
And protect the trade in sugar and slaves.
But today, in these now enlightened times,
Regrets are expressed for what’s in the past,
Yet young men and women before the mast
Are prepared to commit more modern crimes.
Just three billion pounds sterling it seems
Buys a carrier to carry the flag
To fly in the face of all foreign rags
Daring to defy Britannia’s dreams.
Surely such a petrified heart of oak
Is little more than a bellicose joke.