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  Royal Stink funny poem by Australian writer Graeme King - funny, sad, serious and romantic poems. Poems for children, nature and environment poems. ©kingpoetry2007.
 

A Royal Stink

Sammy was a stinkbug in the garden of the Queen,

and lived a life of happy, carefree days,

a daily feast of palace leaves, the finest Royal green,

at night he dreamed of Dijon Mayonnaise.

 

Then, one October evening, as he settled in the hedge,

he heard a noise, and looked up at the wall,

a shadowed figure stood outside a window on the ledge,

he didn't like the look of this at all.

 

At full pace through the undergrowth, a stinkbug has some speed,

he soon was climbing up the palace bricks,

the Queen's own bedroom window - this was serious indeed,

a man in black was up to dirty tricks.

 

As Sammy reached the man he saw that he had grabbed a wire,

intending to disable the alarm,

a stinkbug's sense of duty burned in Sammy like a fire,

Her Majesty could never come to harm!

 

So Sammy looked around, two cooks were standing there below,

but looking out into the palace yard,

the danger was up on the ledge, he had to let them know,

he took a breath and started stinking hard!

 

The biggest stink in history began to emanate,

as Sammy used his nature-given gift,

he had to make the cooks look up before it was too late,

and then he noticed - one of them had sniffed.

 

Ten seconds later both the cooks were talking heatedly,

accusing one another for the pong,

but as the smell got worse they looked around to try and see

some leaking pipe or something that was wrong.

 

One looked up at the window ledge and gave a mighty yell:

"I see a man up there, call out the Guard!"

Poor Sammy had a headache from his efforts with the smell,

but smiling, he climbed down into the yard.

 

He watched the guards arrest the man, and settled in his tree,

tired out, but rather proud of this night's toil,

"Sir Samuel Stinkbug!" Yes, that simply sounded heavenly,

he fell asleep and dreamed of olive oil.

 

So, never pooh-pooh insects, some are helpful as can be,

we need them just the same as food and drink,

look after all your little friends, and live in harmony,

and if you see a problem, cause a stink!!!

 

 

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