Camilla, Camilla, that rhymes with "Godzilla"
(though Charles does not rhyme with "Rodan").
She'll step on some walls, then she'll sit on St. Paul's
and breath fire--at least that's the plan.
When Hank had his wedding he had a beheading
or two, plus a wife with three tits.
But how, hear her cry, can she upstage poor Di
who the public beloved into bits?
Let her weep, let her wail, for her gala will pale
when compared with the virginal bride.
But the nuptial bed? Well she's once before wed
and in that she'll at least take some pride.
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