Bucket!

I need a better bucket,
for this bucket is too small;
a bigger better bucket,
twice as wide and twice as tall.

A bucket fit for emperors
and also for empresses,
a bucket fit for kings and queens,
for princes and princesses.

It must be golden plated
and encrusted with fine jewels,
and labelled with a “this way up”
in case it’s used by fools.

And with the bucket of my dreams,
the next thing I’d upgrade
would be, of course, to find myself
a new half-decent spade.