I have been asked to write and perform at two events celebrating this occasion. It is, and was, very easy to be ultra cynical, particularly from a child of the Silver Jubilee, the Sex Pistols and the “stuff the Jubilee” movement. But 45years on I thought i would surprise everyone, and “go native”.
Jubilation
It is with tremulous proud oration
That I urge you all across the nation
To join in this unique celebration
Of pride and humble appreciation
To you this is my exhortation
Let all the streets be party filled
Let cakes be eaten and beverages filled
For our queen, sovereign over near and far
Raise the roof and fill the bar
Mother to the Kingdom, Anne, Charles Edward and Andrew too
Let millions gather and not just a few.
Let beacons be lit in a sea of blazes
Illuminating her subjects beaming faces
let parades parade and church bells ring
Let grannies reminisce and children sing
All while eating candy floss
Let all admire the jubilee concert with Dina Ross
For there is no mountain high enough to obscure the nations joy
Of parents and of girls and boys
Nor valley deep enough to contain our affection
Undiluted, pure without circumspection
When she was young she made a vow
That she would serve her country anyway, anyhow
No river would be wide enough to keep her from us
With elegance and diligence, without any fuss
Celebrated with wine and jelly
Waving from the balcony or carriage on our telly
We wish her happiness, prosperity and health
From theses sceptred isles , and all the commonwealth
Commemorated on mugs and china
Let us all cry “Vivat Regina”!
70 years- Our time.
Seventy years, a sinuous thread
Connecting the living to the long gone dead.
Some say that this is about the Queen
But it isn’t it is about you and me
Fourteen prime ministers have paid their respects
And just as many American presidents
All standing deferentially in line
It wasn’t just hers, it was our time
She saw the continent connected to us via the chunnel
We shared her anguish at Diana’s demise in a tunnel
We offered our support as our boys faced down the argies
We welcomed the commonwealth’s curries and bhajis.
With world cups and Olympics we celebrated with you
Proud to represent the red white and blue.
An occasion unique, which none again shall see
The sovereign’s Platinum Jubilee.
Garyswordz 