MORNINGS AREN’T THE SAME ANYMORE

 

I miss Wake Up to Wogan

I miss the old camuggian

Wogan was the class, but alas

He’s been replaced by the brash

 

How did Chris Evans get the job?

That I can only surmise

But it’s like the Krankies

Replacing Morecambe and Wise

TA TA TOGMEISTER

I woke up with Wogan,
With 8 million others
I even contributed in a small way
Like many sisters and brothers

And when he was usurped
By the upstart Evans
Anton Deck and I
Shook a fist to the heavens

When I woke to the news
Of the Togmeisters demise
A lump filled my throat
And tears filled my eyes

With his warm easy manner
Friendly, witty and clever
He has a new audience now
And I will be a TOG forever