TalkSPORT rhyming couplets

[robm]

Poor old Michael Parry
He cant find a girl to marry.

[kancutlawns]

Paddy Power
Loses punters and is a little sour

[robm]

He drinks like a fish and he stinks of piss.
I wont listen from 6 its one that I miss.

[robm]

'Arry comes in when he cant cope
With all thats stuffed in an envelope.

[kancutlawns]

Good old Alvin Martin
Belching, munching and randomly fartin'

[kancutlawns]

Driving like a dick in his prized Lexus
He's up at six in the maarnin' so why not texus?

[kancutlawns]

He missed the match last night coz of his back
Any other industry for no show and he'd get the sack

[Basualdo]

Oft heard whine from the breakfast show slime,
"Pray God, wee Davey just needs mair time."

[kancutlawns]

Coming next no Henk so I'll do the finance
"Oi Boozil" I hear from the street, "just fuck off to France."

[kancutlawns]

Whilst I'm horizontal in the WATERLOO BAR & GRILL
That pesky gardener's having it away with my Jill

[Basualdo]

His taste is rank, just quite pathetic,
Simple Minds, Rod Stewart and fucking Sellic.

[kancutlawns]

He wails, he rails and yells for wee Davy
He farts, he munches, he pisses and shits pure gravy

[kancutlawns]

He welches out of the cricket, Grand Prix and England's football home
A huge oxygen thief, habitual pisshead and his head's like a bright burgundy dome

[kancutlawns]

It's sick thicktheen and after Traffic and Travul
It's the necks five fickshures and I'm shitting lack a bull

[scully]

Jon Norman

Is probably a Mormon

[Reg]

Mike Parry
Yet to marry

[robm]

Alan Brazil is a knob
A drunken smelly lazy slob.

[Carlos J]

Darren Lewis from The Mirror
Is about as interesting as Poly Filler.

I like Polly Filler in that satirical mag.
But not quite as much as Dame Glenda Slagg.

Byeeeee!!!!

[kancutlawns]

Och aye I'm off to Carnoustie, Chelnum and Parkheid
I'm going to leech, spend none of my dough and get utterly wankered

[kancutlawns]

Oh no! The elastic waistband's snapped on my plus fours
I know fuck all about music but would love to biff the Corrs

[robm]

Poor Bob Monkhouse he passed away,
I heard 2 versions I have to say.

[kancutlawns]

Close the borders and throw out the others who are already here
I need more money so I can buy yet more wine, vodka and beer

[kancutlawns]

Get lost Sandy! You the neice of old Chairman Mao?
I'm going to have a rant at mamby pamby do good socialists and have a blinding row.

[kancutlawns]

We were the best with Souey, Hansen, Kenny, Wee Willy Miller and Big Eck,
Oh dear it's siven twenny siven ack ack ack and I've just filled my keks

[kancutlawns]

There's a wicket at the cricket so it's off to Jonny Norman
then it's Stanley Matthews, Hitler, Einstein, Bill Clinton and Charlie Boorman