The Duke and Duchess <br />Bill and Kate <br />Were standing outside <br />Elaine’s Estate. <br />They stuck their noses <br />Through the grate <br />But Queen Elaine still <br />Made them wait; <br /> <br />I guess it was <br />Noblesse Oblige <br />While The Royal Palace <br />Was Under siege <br />The Queen was out <br />Pulling weeds <br />In her garden <br />Planting seeds <br />Dragging bags <br />Of mulch and feed; <br /> <br />Our gracious Queen <br />Did at last demure <br />She donned her socks <br />Of bear skin furs <br />And with a face <br />Both sweet and pure, <br />Went down to greet them <br />At her door<br /><br />David McLansky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/queen-elaine-of-canada/
