by Joan Pond
I never liked the statue of Queen Victoria.
It was cracked and green with moss,
as something from â€˜Alice in Wonderlandâ€™.
But Matthew said
it was from Buckingham Palace
and he wouldnâ€™t part with it.
So, when I was in the garden,
I kicked the Queen,
and off came her head.
It rolled down the hill
and rested in the rosebed.
I waited for Matt to ask.
And then Iâ€™d say,
I always did like
in the garden.
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