from Camillo to Camilla , Michael Casey is a Queen's man

From  Camillo to Camilla (c)

By

 Michael Casey

from Camillo to Camilla , Michael Casey is a Queen's man

So she is up in Edinborough I hear, handing out books

is she working in the charity shop again

He may be all rock and roll, but the King never gives her enough

Return to lending library

Pages slightly dog eared , him or the books

so where was I, I was minding my own business

fixing the green shield, the stamps, if we save them

we can get a new deep fat frier for the next garden party

though the grandkids insist on licking the side of his face

to help him remember the spit and polish days

and it's their way of giving a stamp of approval

so Camilla is in the throne room, reading as she cogitates

they cannot touch you for it, Mrs Windsor 

as Ken Dodd might say during his 14 hour short show

we can hear laughter, and then a Royal Flush

they are such cards down the Bingo Palace

she was only one number away from winning 

a set of glass tumblers, as Politicians fallover

trying to keep it straight

what straight you may well ask

and what rhymes with ask

who knows I'm no good with prose

picking my nose and wiping on the wall

now that is my best accomplishment

Oh were was I, the Queen has come out

not of the closet, just the throne room

the Lady waiting rushes in

and throws her the clutch bag she left behind

Her easy reader is inside

It's Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer from Birmingham

https://www.amazon.co.uk/stores/Michael-Casey/author/B00571G0YC?ref_=dbs_p_pbk_r00_abau_000000&shoppingPortalEnabled=true

she has all of him, it beats having to make conversation

when she's using her free bus pass on the tube

sometimes she just is not amused

so  she pretends it a doctors appointment

when really she is reading me, Michael Casey

But  seriously, why would she read a 10th rate Spike Milligan

OR 1000th rate Spike I can hear you all shout

Aha sing on cue

I don't wanna cry again, I hate them hurling abuse at me from the radio

SO anyway, If she were to read me, would you all sudden BUY the books

it's more likely Don Camillo gives me a kick up the backside

Hence from Camillo to Camilla 

It's all in the vowels you know

It can affect your  Throne Room time as well

AND my big brother was a Queens Man too

It's something in  the way we move

Stop Messing About

HE was at Queens Oxford, and Lord Daniel Moyan

he was our neighbour long long ago

Danny might know the Queen too, in reality

as he was a Political guy, and a banker

Me I'm the Sancho Panza chasing him up the road

and throwing snowballs at him after Midnight Mass

Small world, and the small path , camillo, leads to Camilla

which sounds like a brand of Peruvian cigars

Did Leo, or Pope Paddington share one when Camilla was in Rome

I thought it was a Goth convention and she was sneaking  out the back

with Sharon Osborne for a craft half of Guinness

they were both dressed in Black after all

Sharon and Camillo on a sticker sun visor on their ford capri 3.5 litre

that's the bottle of Blue nun they share too

You need a drink after a Vindaloo and a Popadom

Birmingham has the world's best curries after all

ask anybody from Old Forge and Singing Anvil

it's in the Black Country where my 1st book is set

The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker by Michael Casey

take your time with the 1st two, but the Undertaker is a poet

so you may want to avoid him, but he'll get you in the end

so CHUCK, and Camilla maybe see you down the Post Office

on Pension Day

or maybe not

Calling me a Queens Man, is it the way I walk 

or am I just too twerking good for the likes of you

mi honours, never sentence me, my balls are bouncing

in a Court of their Own

ears muffs made from pants to protect from Tinnitus