Number 90, Harry!

Harry!

Harry Harry never tarry,
In your hotel suite;
Not when a tart,
Has stole your heart,
The newspapers to tweet!

Keep your clothes on, zip it up,
Keep your powder dry;
Nowts exempted,
When you’re tempted,
By a tabloid spy!

But, ey up, give us plebs a thrill;
Let us know you’re fit,
Have a laugh
On our behalf,
We know you’re up for it!

Do it while you can, but hey..
Don’t let your granny know;
Because one day
As old as they,
Eventually you’ll grow!


© Stephen Saunders

Please read number 54 again now.

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