The Chris Evans Breakfast Show!
Breakfast radio used to be,
Boggy Marsh and old Terry;
No-one thought they could replace,
Wogan with another face.
Doubtful, horrified, bemused;
These were words some people used,
When Chris Evans’ name appeared;
‘It will never work’, we feared.
But someone at the BBC,
Knew much more than you or me,
Held their nerve, how did they know;
We’d all love Chris Evan’s Show?
I was one whose feelings were,
That I always would prefer
A more grown up and clever guy,
With subtle wit and humour wry.
But oh how pleasantly surprised,
We were when we all realised,
That all our worries had been wrong;
Chris had been perfect all along!
I won’t forget how Terry had
Us all in stitches, with his mad
Renditions of Janet and John,
And all the morning had us on!
His witty banter made us laugh,
Was he clever, yes not half!
But Chris is every bit his match,
Just cut from a younger batch.
He understands he can appeal,
To anyone and make them feel,
That he is not a cut above,
And he’s a guy we all can love.
He may be rich, we all know that,
But he never acts the prat;
He talks like any other bloke,
And fits in with us simple folk.
I don’t know how you do it Chris,
How you made me feel like this;
Instead of envying your wealth,
I am drinking to your health!
May you keep your breakfast show,
Until old age tells you to go;
Keep on keeping us regailed,
Long past when your eyesight’s failed.
You’ve got it right, I don’t know how,
But the way you do it now,
Fits in with the way we are,
Every morning in the car.
You blend the mix of intellect,
And wit with people you select
To compliment you on the show,
And make the morning’s banter flow.
You even somehow managed to
Find a bloke like Vassos, who
Could fill the boots our Johnnie left,
Without us feeling too bereft!
Both are completely first class,
Though neither of them can surpass,
Everybody’s better half;
The lovely Moira and her laugh!
Chris you are a blessed man;
I listen to you when I can,
Converted to your show am I,
Above are all the reasons why!
© Stephen Saunders
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