The Royal Yacht is back on the table,
We must turn Phillip into a fable,
Two hundred million, cheap at the price,
So say the royalists, quick, in a trice.
Will Yum and Katie sail off on a cruise
Back here the homeless continue to lose,
Privileged sunseekers don’t float my boat.
One thousand houses? Now that gets my vote.
They don’t need a state room to cross the pond,
Obscene luxury now one step beyond.
Don’t cry out envy, enough is enough,
They already have way far too much stuff.
I won’t wave them off, no quayside wonder,
For fuck sake let’s not give them more plunder.

Harry Rogers, In The Red Bedroom, 2nd May 2021.