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The footballing great from Peckham.
He would always bend it
So no-one could defend it.
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Remember Johnny Giles
A player with all the wiles.
In midfield he did scheme:
For Leeds he was a dream.
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Ping Pong World Champ Andrew Baggaley,
Wow that lad can really play.
Dethroned the “King” who came from Russia,
Then 1966d that kid from somewhere near Prussia.
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I’m Cameron, call me Dave,
Power I do crave.
I’ll tell any story
To con you into voting Tory.
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Oh Nick Clegg,
Why did you have to beg
For a Tory-led Coalition,
Sending the Lib-Dems into Perdition?
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Write a Clerihew:
It’s easy to do.
Two rhyming couplets of any length:
Short and simple, that’s its strength.
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Nicole Scherzinger,
What a messenger.
A Friend so loyal,
Regally royal.
Quite a stink was created by Martin,
That's because he kept on....er.....departing.
His verses are so really clever:
Cheer us up in any weather.
All hail be to great Don Newton,
Always had a winning solution.
Played table tennis with flashing blade,
A Legend that will never fade.
A Clerihew
Just for you.
Find a rhyme for a name,
Play the poetry game.
That sporting bloke Dave
Wagstaff
Played a lot of wiff
waff.
That’s table tennis to me
and you,
Waggy loves football and
plays music too.
(on request) –
That (nee) Butters girl
Elisabeth,
Her enemies find her the
kiss of death!
Us Butterses don’t mess
about,
Watch out or you will get
a clout.
My sister Joan is now
called Priestley,
A name that only rhymes
with beastly (true!).
This family has a great
tradition,
And Joan is such a fine
addition.
Elizabeth Squires:
Aussie poet who inspires.
Mistress of so many a
form,
Soon to take the world by
storm.
My elder nephew’s called
Nick Gamble,
Around the world he loves
to ramble.
Always doing film
production,
This lad needs no
introduction.
My younger nephew, he’s
called Phill. (His parents can’t spell).
On the stage he plays to thrill.
Acts any character, even
a dame;
He’s master of the drama
game.
My good friend Sandra
Hall,
Is really on the ball.
When she plays tennis,
She’s a menace.
What can you say about
Paula Shaw?
The only word has got to
be phwoar!
Labour Party’s pin up
girl.
Come on Paula, give us a
twirl.
a)
A Clerihew
Is what I do\worth a
view\just for you\rhyming couplets two…
b)
My Clerihews
Are in the news, getting
views, you can’t refuse, do not abuse (They only poke fun)…
Harden Chip Shop Trace,
For service that is ace.
See how she wraps that
Haddock,
Eat your heart out, Fanny
Craddock.
Olly Murs
Alecia purrs.
She’d have him singing
his song
Wearing a thong.
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