I’m Alan and I say I’m sorry
I thought I did not have to worry
The lesson’s been taught
I must not get caught
When dissing that woman, my quarry!
And a little graffiti cos all honest comment is found on walls.
Statement of Belief
Collected Things
Ærchie’s ArchiveScreams from the Stalls
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Alan Jones has a mouth like a sewer
And now his sponsors are fewer
Because the poor sod
Thinks he is God
Due to delusions of grandeur.
As a youth Jones was lucky as hell
When they didn’t let mad people yell
For if Alan had been
Then venting his spleen
He’d have lived in a cold padded cell.
Alan Jones that great waste of space
Has an evilly debauched face
And believes he’s the Saviour
But his rotten behaviour
Is a disgrace to the whole human race
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