Saturday, June 4, 2022

A Platinum Poem

by John Béchamel (the Saucy Poet)


Blessed Elizabeth, with patience she waits,
Her Reign much accomplished, her strength now abates,
Her public adoring flood into the Mall,
Our nation restoring, our thanks to the Gal’

 

David Taylor

Photo of 'Dancing Queenie' by A Mott



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