By Tikum Mbah Azonga
I just came in from Washington
Where I went to see the queen
I brought back her bedside bible
And left her my bedroom slippers
I wonder what the President will give her
As she troops back to Buckingham Palace, sullen-faced.
These are no longer the days of Bill Clinton
Nor those of Steve Mc Queen
This is the season of the rotten rubble
When royalty goes in search of fresh waters.
Our only hope is that they don’t go too far
Otherwise, the entire race will be razed.