The Ravens In The Tower

We are the ravens in the Tower Guardians in sooty livery If we should perish, have a care Down will fall state and monarchy Drawn by the corpses of the crown We watched the death of Anne Boleyn And pecked the eyes from Lady Grey Who had displeased the sovereign We're soldiers of the Kingdom, and Are ravens of superior cast Vladimir Putin was impressed By our 'Good morning! ' as he passed Our wings are clipped, our beaks still bite We've coloured band upon our legs And Raven George was sent to Wales For snapping aerials like pegs Conduct unsatisfactory, means From service we could be retired We hold a corvid's funeral When friend or fellow crow's expired Here is our roll call. Hardey, Thor, Odin and Gwyllum, Cedric, gay Hugine and Munin. We consume 6 ounce of raw meat every day Our treats are biscuits soaked in blood An egg, plus rabbit in its fur This keeps us sturdy. We can live Up till the age of fortyfour! We are the ravens in the Tower Guardians in sooty livery If we should perish, have a care Down will fall state and monarchy