Unmasked
I never dreamed I’d be a drag queen on
God’s Grand Canal, a golden-nylon-haired
One with the face of Princess Di, a swan
That Dalí would be proud of, if he dared.
I never dreamed I’d be impregnated
By Charles, the Prince of Wales, while riding in
A gondola, with rocking thrusts, mated
With royalty devoted to his sin.
Surrealism is too weak to peer
Into the bloodiness of human scum.
Surrealism cannot dream how queer
A royal family is, just bloomin’ scum.
..I never dreamed that all would go awry,
….That Christian royalty could grow that sly.