When I was young, I threw things at the Queen
out of a zeal for Irish liberty.
Well, anyhow, I pegged the TV screen
on which she showed her reigning face. To me
and all the red-faced Riley family,
the mere sight of that super-British smile
inspired most every rebel tendency.
Utter resentment charged our scornful style.
Times change, and so have I. Let no denial
diminish my delight on this bright day!
The people of that great big Saxon isle
dare to be free. The E.U.’s out. Hurray!
The smug elites were clearly out of touch.
I’ve never loved those Brits so fucking much.