Dress Down Day
Here one sits in pumps and slacks
Bucket hat upon one’s head
Nothing on dementia tax
Lots of Brexit stuff instead
Charlie wears a polo blouson
With the RYS at Cowes on
One would frankly pass all this up
For the sun-soaked Norfolk Broads
Mrs. May can’t fix a piss-up
In a well-oiled House of Lords
Zip on care, and zilch on pensions
Grammar schools one hardly mentions
Rather face Balmoral’s midges
Than read out this thrill-free pap
Pimm’s is chilling in one’s fridges
Charlie strokes his baseball cap
Negotiations blah blah blah
Had a snifter in the car
Foxes may be pleased, one feels
Rampant through one’s wide demesne
Kiddies keep their midday meals
Ulster! Well it can’t complain –
Someone’s crossed its lucky palm
Wish they wouldn’t call one ‘Ma’am’
Here one sits in Factor 50
With one’s shades Sophia-style
One’s government is turning thrifty
Won’t be back here for a while
Mrs May’s bit is a pelham
Her bikini’s made of vellum
[alternate or additional verse]
There’s that nice young man in shorts
On his head a scarlet fez – a-
ccording to the court reports
He is better known as Jezza
Loathes one’s coach – its tawdry glister
One could be a Corbynista
As Philip could not accompany the Queen (hospital), his place has been taken here, as in actuality, by Charlie. Various wags have noted that it looked like Take Your Child To Work Day.
