Life Of A Visionary
Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 10:06 am
A man who logic oft defied
Made boiled eggs he grilled not fried
And for the Scots he later built
A scotch egg with a tartan kilt
From needles he removed the eyes
And sewed them on to stale pork pies
And thus, unto the pies delight
Restored the gift of perfect sight
And on each clock he never failed
To give the fingers, finger nails
And though nobody really cared
He made each second finger...third
For lemons in distress he made
A pick me up called lemon..aid
I heard that no-one understood
They said his ideas weren't that good
He died, a most unhappy bloke
His ashtray for none- smoking folk
Sold none at all...with that in mind
His hearing aid to aid the blind
Was mentioned in his epitaph
'Hear lies the man whose stuff was naff
A man surpassed in life by none
Invented crap...Thank God he's gone '!!
Made boiled eggs he grilled not fried
And for the Scots he later built
A scotch egg with a tartan kilt
From needles he removed the eyes
And sewed them on to stale pork pies
And thus, unto the pies delight
Restored the gift of perfect sight
And on each clock he never failed
To give the fingers, finger nails
And though nobody really cared
He made each second finger...third
For lemons in distress he made
A pick me up called lemon..aid
I heard that no-one understood
They said his ideas weren't that good
He died, a most unhappy bloke
His ashtray for none- smoking folk
Sold none at all...with that in mind
His hearing aid to aid the blind
Was mentioned in his epitaph
'Hear lies the man whose stuff was naff
A man surpassed in life by none
Invented crap...Thank God he's gone '!!