Be Home For Tea

«Be home for tea»
The queen told me
When I was leaving
To see the three down on their knees
Begging for mercy
It’s all been fun
The hanging is on
What has been told to
Death has a face
Savings from grace
He has to leave why
But for the chain
I will just be away
The carefully prepared execution
It seems that to me
That I must run
Some deal with utter amusement
Dropped in for tea
She’s waiting for me
Switched on the Tele
And smashing it cried
Ending the fight
Haven’t seen us with valet
«Be home for tea»,
The Queen told me
When I was leaving
To see the three narrowly free
All the way from the backroom