Hide A Crook Ride Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

Hide A Crook Ride



[For Prince Charles – on his resentment at Kiwi chipping about his riding skills]


See a Royal Charlie on a fine hoss
Come a great cropper and get awfully cross
With reins from his fingers and turf at his toes
Munting the chukka wherever he goes.

See the Pom Charlie showing who’s boss
Pitch from a pony ass over toss
With chips from his mallet he lands on his nose
He shall be Chuckie wherever he goes.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: royalty
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