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The Person Underneath
Guest
In true steroetypical Mozzer fan fashion I have decided to capture, in verse, the wonderous celebration of humanity that is the Olympics.
The following three short poems are, as yet, untitled.
You travelled from Botswana
to compete in the gymkhana
and they fed you a banana
then you came in 43rd.
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Gold was not your aim
nor was silver, so I heard
but you took away the bronze
coz you're the best at coming third.
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Tippy-tappy, tippy-tappy
tippy-tippy-tap.
Ping-pong is a crappy sport
unless you're Chinese
or a Jap.
EVERYONE knows Rolf Harris should've lit that flame! EVERYONE!
T.P.U. xxx
The following three short poems are, as yet, untitled.
You travelled from Botswana
to compete in the gymkhana
and they fed you a banana
then you came in 43rd.
---------------------------
Gold was not your aim
nor was silver, so I heard
but you took away the bronze
coz you're the best at coming third.
----------------------------
Tippy-tappy, tippy-tappy
tippy-tippy-tap.
Ping-pong is a crappy sport
unless you're Chinese
or a Jap.
EVERYONE knows Rolf Harris should've lit that flame! EVERYONE!
T.P.U. xxx