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Pickle at the Palace

No bickies for elevenses
and not a crumb for lunch
There wasn't any brekkers  
and there wont be any brunch
 
The catering's chaotic
and the cooks have flown the coup
Supper's off the menu
and Tiffin's cancelled too
 
I've been hunting in the larder
but I couldn't shoot a bean
We could drop by a food bank
but that wouldn't suit a Queen
 
I'm struggling with the reason
things have grown so lax
Might it be low season
for corporation tax
 
They say swans eggs are tasty
but as yet I'm unconvinced
Might we beat an omelette
or a hash from Corgi minced
 
If only meals were free
then we'd never miss a plate
but 'till Jezzer gets elected
one's belly has to wait
Written by Abracadabra
Published | Edited 3rd Aug 2019
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