It's all gone a bit quiet - has everyone's inspiration taken a holiday (mine's permanently on the dole, hence no ode from me)

That's just the ramblings of a madman

Ode to Russell Crowe (would be if he could be Pop Star)

The BAFTA producer and Russell
Got involved in a bit of a tussle
"He cut out my poem
while I was trying to show 'em
that there's more to this Meathead than muscle"

We are the goon squad and we're going to town. Beep Beep!

Credit where credit's due
Jimmy Osmond had some nous
An irritating little git
He knew he should be scouse.

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"We're bigger than Jesus"
John Lennon boasted
Still imagine there's no Hell
Now you're getting roasted?

Edited by Dulwichsteve (30 Apr 2009 12:55pm)

I'm a sleeping dog, but you can't tell
When I'm on the prowl you'd better run like hell

classic stuff nick.

Ode to Alex Kapranos

You want me to listen to
more than 30 seconds of that Franz Ferdinand?
Bollock to that,
I'd rather have another man's turd in me hand

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''careful Penny - we don't know what we're dealing with here''

Poor, poor little Jacko
The media christened you "Wacko"
Then they said you liked kids,
Your career hit the skids,
And you died of a heart attacko

Now that you're dead they all laud you
They're all queuing up to applaud you
But they all disappeared
When those kids all got reared (allegedly)
And the world and his wife all deplored you

Michael Jackson, dearie me,
You owned a famous chimp.
But you'd had so many face lifts,
You looked like a scary gimp.

You were very successful,
we all bought 'Theriller' once.
But still the rumours abound,
That you f***ed Macauley Culkin (and others).

Edited by Jake d'Eagle (02 Jul 2009 9:22am)

Edited by Jake d'Eagle (02 Jul 2009 9:23am)

Put a Glide in your Stride, and Dip in your Hip,
Come on over to the Mothership, baby

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