Socialist Stanza No.9
Coronations and jubilees,
Marking Britain’s pre-eminence
Amongst the slew of nations.
Or, such is the presentation,
A vision taken as true
By those looking through spectacles
That’re tinted red, white and blue.
But the bunting is soon faded,
The bank holiday has passed,
And people are trudging along
To work, where the crowds had massed.
A monarch looks down from the throne
Upon all those the pomp fools,
Whilst beyond the orb and sceptre,
It’s capital that really rules.