A corpse now lies attended byMendacity that birthed the lieAs all do scramble, keen to tieTheir face to footage scraping sky
The fly-by-knights who, Honour-boundHave bought their seats now stand aroundDelighted soon that undergroundAn aged foe will not be found
No shrine awaits such servant’s StateA figure all adored to hateWe’ll do without a passing plateFor mugs enough have cheered her fate
I’m off tomorrow, home to stayAvoiding such a special dayOccasion marking in my wayNo crowds nor crowns to wave away
On sofa, just the cat and meA radio for companyI’ll not be seen, nor none shall seeTo mourn my past, her legacy
Katherine, I’m unable to find a way to follow your blog… obviously I’m missing something… or else, your setting?
There should be a ‘follow’ button at the bottom right of the screen.
I’m glad she’s in hell now, where she belongs.