Oh, boy, I wish I were a Queen -- I certainly would use my bean. If I'd the throne of Queen of Spain, I'd chuck the King out in the rain. If only I were Queen of France, At all the styles I'd have first chance. If in Rumania supreme, I'd advertise (for cash) cold cream. In Italy if I were Queenie, I'd get a drag with Mussolini. If I were Queen of Babylon, I bet you I'd have more darn fun. But all that queenly business pales Beside the vacant job in Wales. To be a Princess I am ready -- You only have to ask me, Eddie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHARLOTTE CORDAY (REVOLUTIONARY TRIBUNAL, JULY 17, 1793) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE GILLYFLOWER OF GOLD by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) MISPLACED SYMPATHY by CHARLES FOLLEN ADAMS SONNET ON PIETRO REGGIO HIS SETTING TO MUSIC MR. COWLEY'S POEMS by PHILIP AYRES |