Who’s Pele?
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I can believe Posh Spice reads books
And doesn’t watch the telly,
Dame Melba didn’t have that name,
She wasn’t really Nelly,
That Mrs. Blair shops for snacks
At Netto not a deli,
That place near Brum’s not Selly Oak
But Oak upon the Selly,
John Prescott’s slim, not jowly chinned
Neck quivering like a jelly,
Super-models aren’t obsessed
By the slimness of the belly,
That these few lines are better than
Any lines by Shelley,
That football socks all smell so nice
Not rancid and bad smelly,
That Robin Hood was an outlaw friend
Of the man they called Ned Kelly,
Tony Blair is straight and true
And not a Machiavelli,
But I am stunned
By Judge Herbert Dunn’s
Court comment at the Bailey,
He only went and asked the court
“Who is this man called Pele?”
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