CORONATION OF BIG CHARLES

 

CROWN and the big ears

Bishops’ tiaras pomp and pageantry

Vanities

The sit coms of Coronation Street

Entertainment of the Sixties

I remember when Charles was crowned

Prince of Wales 1967

I bring now

wreaths and prayers to the cemetery

In Essex

Where are laid waiting for me

Mr Hugh and his espouse

O lord I was a big sin

Full of joy the big crowds cry in London streets

God save the King

Fluttering banners

The union Jack everywhere

Big signal of English patriotism

O Lord forgive my sins

Erifos was beaten

England ceased to be England

Now it is called United Kingdom

By bloody Jews the country is taken over and no mutter that word ever since

Like Pepa la escuchante tormenting me

And we

Waiting for rain

The big draught

Wasting our harvest

Listen to the groans of old Castile

Priggish and prudish

Commentators

Glory to the King of the big ears

And the round vowels

Going to the mass celebrated by the Canterbury Archbishop?

Not ar all

We are warping not a Christian mass

But a free mason’s tenida

O Charles the King with popping ears

In the medieval ceremony

Going back to 1066 when was crowned anointed

Edward the Confessor

O lord Erifos was beaten

I take the honey from a hive

Helen would be watching

The big ceremony

And no news from her

Because I was a sinner

And destroyed love

Should I be forgiven by Charles III?

England… England

My love for England

London the cruel city milk and honey

Of my youth