End Of The Road.
Poor Prince Phillip had ‘a bit of an accident,’
Most inconvenient, and unpleasant,
Rolling onto its side his trusty old Rover went
After Phil failed to give way to a peasant.
Phillip clambered out bloodied but unbowed,
It ill behooves one of Royal bearing
To proclaim his wife does own the bloody road…
Blame the shock for the shocking swearing.
To be still going on, at ninety-seven years of age
Is long enough, the patient police responder felt,
Now Phil regrets his forgetfulness and failing to engage
His legally binding safety belt.
Good queen Liz gives a sigh of relief
That her Prince Charming is still alive
And that Phil is ready to turn over a new leaf
As well as his licence to drive.