> I'm trying to get hold of a set of that nice Jabberjaw crockery, myself!
Aha! I thought. Time for a re-write of Jabberwocky....
"Beware the Jabber-Crock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the plates that smash!
Beware the fat Vanessa bird, and shun
The frumious muffy-snatch!"
He took his remote control in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the sofabed,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabber-crock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through from Customer Support,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
Channel Twelve - It's Parliament!
He left it dead, and went ahead
'Twas Sky One that he meant.
"And, has thou slain the ONdigital box?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
Time for a re-write of an old Greece song....
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(To the tune of "Summer Nights")
Scientology, happened so fast,
Scientology, got a star from Greece cast,
He met a man, out of his tree,
L Ron Hubbard, wrote books for TV,
Summer days, drinfting away,
Whoa-oh,
Just waiting for the mothership to beam me into the centre of the earth to
be with the little people.
(Chorus)
Wella Wella Wella haircare,
Tell me more, tell me more,
Like have they sued anyone?
Tell me more, tell me more,
Remember Google got done?
(Slow bit)
L Ron died, that's where it should end...
But still those "surveys" drive me round the bend...
That book he wrote, ain't really that bad,
Just a shame, he's stark raving mad.....
Cultish dreams, ripping lives at the seams,
But, (ohhhhh) those publishing riiiiiiii-iiiiiights (sell me more, sell more
mooooooooooooore)