Heavy Undertaking

They're waiting on death at Buckingham Palace:
Tourist crowds and terrorist malice!
The plebs will get no holiday,
But management can grieve as they may -
Who's jealous?

There's funeral planning at Buckingham Palace;
Human resources are shedding their ballast.
We've sacked the chap who'll lower the flag,
And still can't afford to mourn the old bag -
Be zealous!

They're awfully solemn at Buckingham Palace:
The heir awaits the rusty chalice.
It really is a difficult goal
To drop some rubbish into a hole -
Fate's callous!

Bridget Downing