Oh bitch history
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
And let us all rejoice with a 2 minutes silence, while we prepare to "Piss on the Grave", of the Traitor Sir Edward Heath.
hat tip Auden