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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353324" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Her Majesty</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353324" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her majesty is in residence<br>The throng, the pageant is evident<br>Her service to the nation<br>Effort in the great conflict also to mention<br>Warmth from nations far and wide<br>With her towering spouse by her side<br>The occasional boob made by the duke<br>Illicited humorous warm rebuke<br>Flags flying though rooted to the spot<br>Guns signal shot after shot<br>Shrieks as the red arrows fly by<br>Necks and cameras craned to the sky <br>Her majesty, always at home <br>Full entourage in attendance with their performance honed<br>Britannia, known by all, docks and is welcomed by all<br>strong of will and stature never to make a fall<br>Concern for her husband, he's had a turn<br>He's made of sturdy stuff, normal health will soon return<br>As our public holiday comes to an end <br>Crowds mingle, among them many will have made a friend</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Brian+Roy+Skyers">Brian Roy Skyers</a></strong></div>