Funeral marches,horses, silent grief

Funeral marches horses silent crowds

The one day that our mourning is allowed

The lonely long bereaved find comfort here.

Releasing withheld tears they are sincere.

The gods of war the monarch show their teeth

While we struggling mourners mind our grief

Dukes and earls and princes eye the crowd

Thinking of the sinking of the pound

Houses with extensions will feel cold

What will this do in the polls?

Voter’s won’t like losing their hot air,

The emperor has no clothes on he is bare

God save the King he’s waited long enough

The demons in the Belfry almost laugh

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