Flag Man

Stan,

Some dithery old man,

Had successfully celebrated his new king.

He wandered round London,

Shocked to discover that not everyone was dressed in a full union flag attire,

And sort of lost his mind a bit.

The next few days were a blur,

At the end of it all he found himself hoisted up a flagpole,

Trying to alert those guards in the silly hats that he was a real man,

And also asking which train he should be catching to get back to Norwich.