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Len Armstrong Poem
Would you compare me to a summer’s day?
No chance, you look more like a wet week-end
But we’ve been married 30 years, this May
And all that time, you drove me round the bend
We’ve had three kids, of whom we’re more than proud
I’ll give you that, they’ve all turned out not bad
And you are never shy to say aloud
I know - that you’re the best I’ve ever had
But we both know I was your first and last
And I knew that you’d loved and lost before
But now our love has settled, strong and fast
I guess that’s true, I’m sorry I’m a bore
You’re my bore, Wayne – and we’ll both be OK
As long as we survive Valentine’s Day!
Copyright © Len Armstrong | Year Posted 2020
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Len Armstrong Poem
The Queen released a long and weary sigh
Her cherished grandson, Harry, had jumped ship
He clearly did not understand just why
His fellow Royals are joined at the hip
‘Your destiny, dear boy, is to remain’
said Charles, his father, clearly under stress
‘within the Royal firm - let me explain
If you go now, we’ll all be in a mess’
‘Dear Mummy has had just about enough
With uncle Andrew’s ventures overseas
Now you and Meghan tell us to get stuffed
And bring the institution to it’s knees
But Harry’s mind had drifted far away
The Sussex Brand – or Duchy of L.A?
Copyright © Len Armstrong | Year Posted 2020
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