As Regal carriage borne through crowds of yore
Now buoy’d by timber frame of ‘Mary Rose’
King Henry’s pride sails on as ne’er before
To Parliament; where yon said river flows
From flagship of our famed ‘Trafalgar’ fleet
This Crown was carved in ‘Victory’ (held high)
To sit atop in ‘leaf of gold’ (replete)
A sight for sure, twud catch Lord Nelson’s eye
Sir Isaac’s law bears fruit in sim’lar vein
Of splintered form; as gathered from that tree
Within design forever to remain
All held in place by force of gravity
Fragmented ‘Stone o’ Scone’ doth here unite
Known lineage of realm; tis wondrous sight