Her Smelly Majesty, Queen Liz, Supreme Mum

She prefers her full title:

Liz the Forty-Ninth, by the Grace of Dolly’s Llama, of the Disjointed Queendom of Troll Peninsula and of Her other Swamps and Mud Holes Queen, Foot of the Commonfilth, Lighting Rod of the Family

…but we just call her Queen Liz (or Mum if you are one of her offspring, but you’re not so don’t try it).

Because she is Queen and has so many other things to contemplate, like the size of her probiscus and the jam upon her Royal Tootsies, Princess Annette has been kind enough to write this summary of her mother’s life and Queen-ship:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue
Mum will never expire
Charlie will never be King.

The end.

**Appended note to the Translator from Her Smelly Majesty:**

Just to clear up a few things:

First) You should know that trolls are vain and stop counting how many Lizzes there are after 29. So I (and the 18 Lizzes before me) all have the same name, so get it right. Well, I guess all 47 of us have the same *name* but, you know what I mean and how dare you make me do mathematics! OFF WITH HIS PEN!

B.) Four inches

and III) Boysenberry, and it's quite tasty on toast.

As for Annette's poem, it's pretty much spot on. Well done, Dear.