Devonshire
oh what it must be like
to have a name like Devonshire
a name so Royal
belonging to empires
chisslied in stone
in swanky neighborhoods
streets with large gates
or statues stood
the name of the restaurant
or the name on the deed
so high up in the building
somewhere having tea
a heavily Britished accent
with eyes half way closed
a chin lifted up
wearing butler clothes
they really do wear ascots
like they do on t.v.
but we'll never see them
there to high to see
away in their clubs
or on the golf course
watching the symphony
or getting divorced
you might catch a glimpse
of them if you travel abroad
sunning topless on beaches
or bottle popping at night
their such a restless little crowd
to them the world is small
they wrestle with there empires
and try to take it all
i hope i didn't offend anyone
by using their name
i sat down to write this poem
and this is what came
any similarities
to persons we know
is purely coincidental
it's just part of a show
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2009
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