a attempt at a tongue-in-cheek poem about a particular, and seemingly/allegedly rather distasteful, example of British ‘pompousness’ and ‘circumstances’… written a few days before Mr. Mountbatten Windsor was not only de-duke but also ex-princed… NOTE: this item might include exaggeration (in respect of number of teens) and slight underestimation (in respect of number of teddy bears!) 🙂
The Dire Old Duke of York
The dire old Duke of York
He had 10,000-teens
Many trafficked to him
By his best mate Jeff Epstein
He marched them up to his bedroom
With its 70-teddy bears
And he swiftly marched them down again
If they had too many pubic hairs
The dire old Duke of York
He claimed he couldn’t sweat
But that he’s perspiring freely now
Seems like quite a certain bet
No longer now a Duke of York
He still remains a Prince
Soon maybe not if more’s revealed
That makes the good King wince
The dire old Duke of York
His staff call him ‘the ****’
He’s such an entitled, angry bully
And they all bear the brunt
The worst and most spoilt of that lot
Who form the Windsor family tree
The now ex-Duke of York may yet
Bring down the monarchy
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