A temp with a great resume Lost his balance and started to sway. All was perfect until He became really ill, With some dogs that he needed to spay.

A hero with feet made of clay Was alarmed that his hair had gone grey. In search of a thrill He poured ink on his quill, And complained he'd been oft led astray.

A bloke with a swish soubriquet Loved to wear his great aunt's negligee. At the top of the hill, He renamed himself Phil, And poured out some wine, Chardonnay.

A priest, quite reluctant to pray Put collections of books on display. When he'd quite had his fill, He renamed himself Phil, And impeached Augusto Pinochet.

A priest, quite reluctant to pray Used to smear on his knees crème brulet. In search of a thrill He poured ink on his quill, With an alphanumeric display.

A dude who presented Today Was alarmed that his hair had gone grey. When he'd quite had his fill, He refuted free will, And impeached Augusto Pinochet.

A dude with a swish soubriquet Loved to wear his great aunt's negligee. With conspicuous skill, He whipped out a drill, With a photo of dear Gorden Kaye.

The mayor of the seaport Marseille Lost his balance and started to sway. As he swallowed a pill, He moved in for the kill, As he often did - twice, yesterday!

A friend of dear George Galloway Was alarmed that his hair had gone grey. As he swallowed a pill, He moved in for the kill, With an alphanumeric display.

That footballing man John O'Shea Liked to sit on the dock of the bay. At the top of the hill, He refuted free will, And stole items of louche lingerie.

A chap who presented Today Was alarmed that his hair had gone grey. When he'd quite had his fill, He decamped to Brazil, With an alphanumeric display.

A dude with a swish soubriquet Was alarmed that his hair had gone grey. Feeling over the hill, He performed a quadrille, Then dashed off for a romp in the hay.

A temp with a great resume Loved to wear his great aunt's negligee. All was perfect until He insulted poor Jill, With a photo of dear Gorden Kaye.

A hero with feet made of clay Had a tendency often to bray. On a tour of Seville, He insulted poor Jill, And complained he'd been oft led astray.

That footballing man John O'Shea Liked to sit on the dock of the bay. At the top of the hill, He performed a quadrille, With an alphanumeric display.

A hero with feet made of clay Used to smear on his knees crème brulet. On a tour of Seville, He decamped to Brazil, As he often did - twice, yesterday!

A friend of dear George Galloway Necked a bottle of new beaujolais. On a tour of Seville, He moved in for the kill, Then dashed off for a romp in the hay.

A bro with a swish soubriquet Necked a bottle of new beaujolais. On a tour of Seville, He poured ink on his quill, With a photo of dear Gorden Kaye.

A temp with a great resume Got so stoned that he started to sway. As he swallowed a pill, He moved in for the kill, And impeached Augusto Pinochet.

The mayor of the seaport Marseille Necked a bottle of new beaujolais. As his voice became shrill, He renamed himself Phil, With an alphanumeric display.