"Your heart, my sire, is an errant liege that wanders far and wide.
In Greenwich or in Canterbury 'tis restless as the tide.
I'll not pretend that I approve Your Majesty's philandering
so go your way, I will not stay to connive in your pandering.”
© Sheila Rogers
All rights reserved
In Greenwich or in Canterbury 'tis restless as the tide.
I'll not pretend that I approve Your Majesty's philandering
so go your way, I will not stay to connive in your pandering.”
© Sheila Rogers
All rights reserved
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