Are you wearing ugg boots?
I’m just a little
shocked Aunty Ruth
Yes, they are rather
fun aren’t they
But to tell you the
honest truth,
Without wanting to
call you old,
They are more suited
to the youth
Are you wearing ugg boots?
I’m just a little
shocked Aunty Ruth
Yes, they are rather
fun aren’t they
But to tell you the
honest truth,
Without wanting to
call you old,
They are more suited
to the youth
How Sings the savage beast
With a heart full of
misery
When held within the
narrow
Bounds of his
captivity
How Sings the savage
beast
With a heart full of
joy
When his confines
evaporate
And he is as free as a
boy
Melvin Kenneth "Mel" Smith (3 December 1952 – 19 July 2013)
Mel Smith
Comedian and writer,
Film director,
Producer and actor
Jack of all trades
Master of all
I was at a fancy-dress party
And looking for
something tarty
I was beginning to
lose hope
When I got an
unexpected grope
And I was forced to
conclude
When things got
decidedly rude
That for the very best
nooky
You should do it with
a Wooky
Julius Caesar’s approach
May have been absurd
But a different
approach
Was what he preferred
Which is why he came,
He saw, he concurred
My uncle grows veg
Not for eating though
He is after prizes
At the garden show
Every waking hour
He nurtures and nurses
Mixing up solutions
As he coaxes and
coerces
Enormous Marrows
Giant Asparagus
Towering Celery
And humungous fungus
They lack Common sense
Their failing is
immense
But in their defence
It’s the addled
essence
Of their adolescence