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He's A Star!!!...Adrian... He's a star, he really is, He knows his stuff and he does the biz! With a wave of the scalpel it's sorted I'll be, And once more I can get back to normality! I wouldn't mind, he's ever so posh! Yet he's down to earth, oh golly gosh! He messes about, we have a laugh, Little old Adrian and this poet called Cath! I went to see him in clinic and golly wow! He was laughing his head off, what's he doing now! He was spying me through a paper spy glass, Oh dear me, this lad's got no class! He's an impish soul, always messing about, He is a star, of that there's no doubt! And the first time I saw him I gave him a hard time, Demanding he fix me and make everything fine! But he knew I was joking, well, I think I was! He asked why I was a bully, and I said; ‘because!' So as he worked and beavered away on me, The twinkle in his eye was there for all to see! But he's a gem amongst gems, this is true! That's why this poems is especially for you! He's all dressed up as consultants are! But no flies on him! Yo!!!! Adrian, you're a star!!! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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