An Englishmen's Dream

i brandished the inquisitive dream and it flourished in the fading sunlight like the fading glory of a dying empire it spoke words of its own making herald proclaiming loyalty to the house of windsor it withdrew images from its ancient life and spread them before me like a tapestry full of the past splendor and beauty of king and country of stalwart men of iron will striving against darkness in a clash of steel and the roar of cannon and the salty tears of the men who went to sea conquer the seven seas that rise and fall to the words of a queen its an englishmen's dream dignified despair tea and biscuits at a quarter past four the queen's photograph hanging dusty but regal in the parlor mad dogs and englishmen stand at the ready at the gates of the empire to keep safe the lords and ladies to keep right the awesome might of fine english blades spilled blood on every continent for king and country just an englishmen's dream