Queen Elaine Of Canada Poem by David McLansky

The Duke and Duchess
Bill and Kate
Were standing outside
Elaine’s Estate.
They stuck their noses
Through the grate
But Queen Elaine still
Made them wait;

I guess it was
Noblesse Oblige
While The Royal Palace
Was Under siege
The Queen was out
Pulling weeds
In her garden
Planting seeds
Dragging bags
Of mulch and feed;

Our gracious Queen
Did at last demure
She donned her socks
Of bear skin furs
And with a face
Both sweet and pure,
Went down to greet them
At her door