Poems ✍️
  10.09.2026
  33

Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Royals

And top of the morning to you, Sir!
How this turd, wearing the Queen's rags
could justify the nerve.
After the Royal horse farted (it was her) ,
they ate those Hannover snags
something the Krauts would serve.
Told him to jump, using his Loden
as a parachute, hail Mary's? Two.


  Satire royalty mockery absurdity

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