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The first Elisabeth I knew Was Mum to me, and wife to Dad. He called her Cissie, held her tight, I smiled, and I was glad. Then, sitting close to liquored box With fret work like a star, I heard of George, a gentle King, And Elizabeth strong in war. Imagine my surprise at school To learn that Good Queen Bess, Queen of all the world, Lived at Eltham, no less. With the bombs and sirens gone My turn to serve my King, First winter in a blue serge suit My Country deep in mourning. But blue skies smiled On Coronation Day, Clouds of doves make spiral play, Joyous cries make steeples sway. Elisabeth come home again, Our Palace vibrant and alive, New Majesty, New Queen, New Golden Age revive. |