30 December 2012

For Mick, on his birthday

Because I'm cheap, and poems are free.

He’s a bloody funny bastard
And a really lovely bloke,
And it seems that he has mastered
How to tell a proper joke.
It was at the Festival this year
That we happened to meet
There was Shit Mick Neven Says and beer
And on a screen, each tweet.
It’s his birthday, so let’s shout HOORAY!
I really hope it brings
Hugs from Pinky and from little K,
And brilliant birthday things.

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