David Cameron and the Middle Class Lass
David Cameron and The Middle Class Lass
She was ‘ordinary’, ‘middle class’ a ‘one of us’ kind of lass
Or at least that’s how she was presented through the rose tinted glass
And the message that was there was hope for us all
That we too could go to the ball
And we watched and watched and waited and waited
And she even earned the nick-name ‘Waitie Katie’
But somehow despite this perfect vision
We weren’t allowed to hear
Because when she spoke it was loud and clear
That this middle class lass
The one we had only spied through the rose tinted glass
Was nothing of the sort
(And thinking for oneself is something that we are no longer taught)
Then the lone voice of Hilary Mantel spoke
And it seemed like the window was about to be broke
But her saviour, Mr Cameron, did not wait
Or hesitate
He knew just what to do to preserve the myth
He simply called her Princess Kate.
Copyright © Anna Archichek | Year Posted 2015
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