Edward The Abdicator Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Edward The Abdicator



You look like a cad
You act like a cad
You are a cad
Said the Prince of Wales's dad
To the flashy partying playboy who loved jazz

Cocktails, shoots in the country
Trips abroad, those were this princeling's way
His plus fours stirred the hearts
Of married women, all too keen to stray

Living a life in exile, out of favour
Did jewels and the lust for Wallis lose its savour?

Monday, September 30, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: royalty
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