Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

Phlegmatic Bertie Wooster, he never had any peeves
Except when he was bereft of the inestimable Jeeves
You could traverse the world, from Bombay to Calais
And never would you find such a multi-gifted valet

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

Next time you’re training to swim the Channel
Ensure your Speedos are made from flannel
Check the tides between Calais and Dover
And drink a cocktail of ginger and clover

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

You have to admire the work of Degas
He wasn’t a Viking like Dik Browne’s Hagar
He was master of sculpture and he captured ballet
He was never crowned monarch in Paris or Calais