A Debt to the Jocks

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Golf is what the Scottish gave us
So they’re to blame for “Pringle” jumpers
TV is what the Scottish gave us
So they’re to blame for “EastEnders”
The telephone, the Scottish gave us
so they’re to blame for nuisance callers
But the wonderful Scots also gave us shortbread
and Rabbie Burns, even more popular, now he’s dead
Ultravox and Rod Stewart as well
Billy Conolly, the Scots are swell
Carol Smilie, Gordon Strachan and Brian McClair
and Ronnie Corbett, so it would only be fair…
to say thank you Scotland

Alice

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Alice Cooper plays golf
When he’s not disembowlin’ babies with a sword on stage
Alice Cooper plays golf
and everywhere he goes it seems he causes outrage
Alice Cooper has met Miss Piggy
Groucho Marx and Salvador Dali
Alice Cooper’s a rock ‘n’ roll rebel – and that’s a fact
Alice Cooper plays a round of golf to relax
Now, golf and heavy rock theatrics
may seem like strange bedfellows
But the man in the make-up from Phoenix
this sedate pastime he chose…
as a way to unwind
His lyrics blow your mind
Alice Cooper, he loves snakes
Alice Cooper’s got what it takes
To think, his persona came from a Ouija Board
His songs cheer me up when I’m bored
From “School’s Out” to “Poison”
“We’re All Clones” from “Flush the Fashion”
and the iconic ballads “Only Women Bleed” and “I Never Cry”
The man who claimed he didn’t know chickens can’t fly
Alice Cooper may you carry on entertainin’ us
for several years more, for you’re the king of show business!
Alice Cooper plays golf…

The Day I Met Renoir

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I went back in time
met my partner in crime
an art rebel, like me
The day I met Renoir
in a Paris bar
Your art goes down just fine
with a glass of red wine
I wish I could paint like a Frenchman
or kiss like a French woman!
Auguste, I love the way you paint
a girl with a puppy, how quaint…
Alas, my time’s up…back to the 21st century
But it was so nice to be in your company
For the first time in my life I felt free!

To the Thames, a visitor

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A whale surfaced in the river Thames, London
The story captured on the news on television
The stranded whale
such a sad tale
despite the valiant efforts to save her, she died
like many people in the U.K, I cried
The whale on the Thames, how she got there no one’s sure
The whale on the Thames, who we grew to adore…

The Tailor

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A tailor is his profession
suits for any occasion
His suits are all made to measure
Serving “Joe Public” is his pleasure
He worked in “Savile Row”
many years ago
Now he has a small shop in the heart of London’s East End
He’s on first-name terms with his customers…he counts them as friends
He’s retiring soon…his son will take over the business
With his pension he will travel, just him and his missus
Mr. Tailor, put your feet up, you’ve earned your rest
Praise be to you, for you were one of the best
The Tailor, The Tailor….

The Artist

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He paints the sky, he paints the sea
He does portraits of girls, so pretty
He works in oils, pastels and charcoal
He stares at the image and captures its soul
You never really understood…
His rebellious nature and how oh! so good…
his pictures really are
You admired them from afar
You may even be tempted to buy one…
of his acrylic paintings of France in the sun
and put it on your mantlepiece
or wrap it up, a present for your niece
You really dug his Surrealist phase
You really wish you had his ways
In the gallery
you ambled free…amazed by his cubism, the vibrant red
But like most artists, he’ll only be appreciated when he’s dead!

A Coastal Poem

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He’s been building boats on the coast
for years, it’s the job he enjoys the most
all the fishermen
come to him
Building boats is his livelihood
At building boats, he is rather good
It’s a generation thing
When he’s building boats, his heart does sing
He learned the trade at his father’s knee
His grandfather first introduced him to the sea
With his numerous sailor’s stories
The Albatross was always his favourite one
Living by the sea is his idea of fun
He builds his boats
Sturdy, to float, not sink
Rum is his favourite drink
He is the boat builder, no fuss
He is the boat builder…That’s what he does!

Languedoc-Roussillon

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I’d love to lose myself in Languedoc-Roussillon
Samplin’ wonderful cheeses in Perpignan
Or strolling through museums and galleries
in Montpellier and Toulouse
Languedoc-Roussillon aims to please
This idyllic lifestyle I would choose…
over the East End any day
Picture postcard scenery
A place to inspire me
I’m sure I’d take good photos and write great poetry….there
Languedoc-Roussillon is quintessentially French
I know if I went there, leavin’ would be such a wrench
A change of environment and the freedom that comes with it…
is so important. In Languedoc-Roussillon I’d love every minute!

The World is Not Enough

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Elektra King was a victim
Of “Stockholm syndrome”
She set out to kill James Bond
At first, of her, he was rather fond
He killed her in the Tower
then went after her lover
We all know how it ends
He always gets the “baddie” in the end
and he and “Christmas Jones” become more than close friends
As for Elektra, she was a bitch
she wanted to be powerful and rich
For some, The World Is Not Enough
and James Bond, he has to be tough
not let emotion cloud his vision
get in the way of his mission
“007″, a man of his word
and he likes his martini shaken, not stirred!

Notting Hill

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How I love Notting Hill
When I’m 80 I’ll be going there still
The whole place gives me such a thrill
Time is well spent here, not just killed
It’s great in the day and comes alive when it’s dark
Ukraine king’s statue in nearby Holland Park.
If you believe in retail therapy
I know it always seems to work for me.
In Notting Hill there’s so much to see
and so much to do.
How about you?
Do you love Portobello Road too?
They even made a Hollywood movie of this place
With Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts’ pretty face.
And of course Jimi Hendrix died here.
Would you like to join me for a beer
In a bar, such a great atmosphere.
Stay long enough, you’ll meet girls from Brazil.
Oh! How I do adore Notting Hill.
An antidote for your depression
A place to forget the recession
Even when it’s pouring with rain
You won’t ever hear me complain
‘Cause I’m in Notting Hill…