Bear brother has been honoured
With huge Party in the Garden
(Garden Party would be better
But it rhymes not, beg your pardon).
He’s “done good” in the community
Hence crested invitation
To rub shoulders with the Royals
At a Palace celebration.
One subject in eight thousand,
He was there that afternoon,
Arriving at the Gate quite late
On sunny day in June.
Security was extra-tight
Armed bobbies scanned the guests,
Vigilant and steely-eyed,
With weapons strapped to chests.
Vast gardens were a joy to see
And food entirely splendid.
A chat with royal personages
Was how the beano ended.
His Royal Highness came and asked
“Were you able to eat tea?”
With nodding head, bear brother said
He actually ate three!
Tucked up at night, Prince Charles would write
In journal, “We’ve been where
We mixed with all the hoi polloi
And very greedy bear.”