Gentlemen The Queen Poem by Charles M Moore

A view to see of red and gold
the horses march ahead
and through the great imperial gate
the stately coach is led

With many years of joy and tears
the Queen admires the crowd
she's seen it all her head still tall
a wave a smile a bow

A sea of heads and arms and legs
erupt as she goes by
the banners wave the big parade
the screams the shouts the cries

Only in old London town
could such a sight be seen
oh what a wonder she endows
gentlemen the Queen.