They ask “What of this Donald Trump?”—but elections leave me in a grump. Thus, I submit to Queenly sway and ancient Albion’s Sovereignty. They ask “What of this old tradition? Surely such talk’s the new sedition?” At least, I say, I don’t believe In empty words by fiends contriv’d. They cry “Remember …
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