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

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He’s been replaced by the brash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