I had the same reaction as Bazza when I first saw this comp - but then amused myself on a bus journey to Oxford today by producing this one:
On your left is St James’s Palace, the officious residue of Prince Charles, our heir transparent who one day will achieve monocle status, as decreed by the British Constipation. While eagerly awaiting his mother’s demise he has made a name as a noteworthy campaigner on the environment, camping with special vigour on architectural affairs, where he has expressed severe depilation of the modernistic and a strong prevarication for eructations in the antediluvian style, such as those he has desecrated for the communists of Poundland, in Dorset. He is also active in the promotion of homophobic medicine, and his Prince’s Truss gives noteworthy support to young people from depraved areas. Just visible on your right now is Diana’s Fountain, designated to onanise Prince Charles’s first wife, the ‛Queen of Hearts’, who died in an automatic accident when in Paris with a Dodo.
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