Let's drink a toast to her majesty,
Everybody raise your glass.
Come on everybody just like me,
Let's all toast this aging lass.
Come on, come on, get the lead out,
What's everybody waiting for?
All I see are frowns and a few pouts,
Everybody just looks sore.
Come on people just raise them high,
Don't let me raise my glass alone.
Come on quickly, or I feel I might die,
Come on just one drink, I won't get stoned!
Come on dad gum it, what's the deal,
Why's everyone ignoring me.
Don't you all care about how I feel?
Merry ole England huh? So where's the glee?
5/25/11 Alton Texas
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