Kindredly disinterested as any cricket bat,
it almost knocked the queen down flat.
Still in dreams it haunts us like a bat:
looming larger than Mount Ararat –
the helmet of a psychopathic plutocrat
who fiendishly subverts the coup d’etat
attempting to reverse what plutocrats begat.
But Camilla’s hat begat far
worse than that.
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