he hates when people say how cute he is in his costume,
this stern, yet rotund, smiling, yet commanding figure
in his military uniform in his role as one of Yeoman Warders,
a Sovereign Guard, a Beefeater, for those who drink gin.
Many times medalled, Afghanistan, Iraq,
not one to mess with, and I did, leaning in a bit
too close, inside the allowable circle
knowing he could have knocked my head off,
all for a goofy photo for my love.
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