The news you imparted

Has warmed this old heart;

Renovations, and spending,

And gold, quite apart.

To have tiny feet, within palace grounds,

Would keep the child healthy

And amuse the King's hounds,

Methinks.

I think I might save

On the cash you would spend;

Build a new palace,

Which is what I intend. (Flatpack from IKEA)

I think we should travel;

Go somewhere hot;

If you like the idea,

I'll dust off the yacht.

I've seen all the comments

our subjects have made

But I shall stay silent;

No Old Cole tirade.

I think we should invite them all to a royal reception before we leave. *evil grin. What say you, Alice?

Love, a very happy Cole. xxx

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Owain Glyn