Dedicated to Mr Stephen De- utter loony.
I have a friend who's Husbands weird
He likes to run, yeap strange
And medals line his living room
in every size and range
He travels all around the world
and runs on every street
And every type of running shoe
he wears upon his feet
He also wears that lycra
Colours brighter than the sun
Of course you will be seen-
by astronauts when you do run
I guess a cunning notion
For reasons found within
His clothes will blind the other folk
And this is why he wins
Please help him now, I utter loud
The poor sods lost the plot
An interventions needed
Tie his laces in a knot*
Be reasonable, my lovely friend
retire my dearest man
Just run for more important stuff
Like trains or ice cream vans
* Thanks mum for the suggestion, she thinks he's weird as well.
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