Stan

T­here was a funny little man who's name was Stan,

He was never seen without his T.V. machine,

Until he saw a scene of which he was very keen,

A shiny new whippy cutting device

Which he thought was very nice,

It slid and chopped and soared until the man was completely bald,

And then this chap did smile

It drove Stan completely wild

‘That’s the one that gets the girls, and makes the goals, and kick the balls,

And it’s all because he has the right tools,

I know what I must do, I need THAT, nice and new,

To slide upon my face, then I will be really very ace’

And so he did chop upon his check for well over a week,

But he grew very sore, and he could not take much more,

‘Oh dear! Why I am still a bore, after what I saw,

I thought I could be so much more!’