Grand Openings II:
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This Grand Opening I attended: Scene A school, near London, Crowds descended For a view of HRH the Queen Mum all in blue, So blue I thought she'd Sprung a leak Then graciously She bent to speak To - no not me But baby brother mine, "She's got bad teeth!" He sharply cried And shied away; He didn't think much Of her Grand Opening. 
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Poem Study Notes:This poem dates me ... back to a time before celebrities had white teeth. Of course the question of whether the British Royal Family have become little more than 'celebrities' (or - whether celebrities have become royals) and the question of whether they are in the habit of receiving dental cosmetic surgery ... questions which I seem to have just unwittingly raised ... are both matters on which I have absolutely no information available, nor do I even have an opinion ... and if anybody wants to engage me in an argument about either matter, I will run away. I can't stand confrontation (or bad teeth - especially my own).
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