Forty word version:
The Union flag is flying
billowing on the breeze
above the beautiful roses
and England's old oak trees.
The reign of a royal lifetime
Elizabeth has seen it through.
Our Queen stands in glory
beneath the Red White and Blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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