Elon and Donald start podcast. For a goof
they call it “E Musk & Grabby”.
Popularity shoots through the roof,
thereby certifying idea's not too shabby.
Charles and Camilla, although aloof,chime in online from Westminster Abbey.
Until ... one day, the King shouts, “Forsooth,
the ratings are mine! Ingrate! Serpent's tooth!
Although Elon, at least, is richer than I,
there is only so much money can buy.
It takes generations, ongoing inbreeding,
to create royal egos SO overweening.
You two are nothing, smart alecks, pretenders.
Off with their heads! Jumped-up EastEnders.”
