The English

I'm one - they really think they're smart, lost the art,
of being decent, everyone's a foreigner, speaking part;
however, invented jet engine, where would you go without?
The spanish got it right - if I kiss you, you can't  shout.

We could say 'however' many times, strangely it rhymes,
a cover-up for all intransigencies and historical crimes;
the food is poor, funny no longer ours in the teeth,
don't believe what Martin says, no Argentinian beef. 

You don't 'twig' (understand) what I say, I don't mean,
I forgive you, a wry smile, as expected from colonian;
that's the territories we once owned, they all moaned,
let's face it, what do you have that could be condoned?

We have  Queen Camilla, strangely whithout crowned,
ssshhh - sometimes we accept anything without a sound.