Sisters...

Perhaps it is heresy and perhaps I shouldn’t say

But there’s something I’ve been thinking on all this Jubilee Day

The scheming Boleyn sisters, their cunning and their wit

The way they reeled the Great King in, bit by tiny bit.

One sister set the scene, pure innocence and charm

The other was more risqué, a cause for Royal alarm.

Their parents were social climbers, the brother was in it too

Do you see where I’m going with this, do I need to spell it out to you?

The Middleton sisters are not quite the Boleyns

They’ve only ensnared a Prince, and failed to catch a King…

But Pippa’s moving in Kate, her bottom caused a stir

At your Royal Wedding, all eyes were on her!

So make sure you snip it in the bud

And lop off her pretty head

Or else – as your Tudor pals would warn you

It’ll be her in William’s bed!