csd1 Â Â 10 #1 Posted March 8, 2015 (edited) There once was a choirboy at Whiston, Who liked to play with his piston, Became a journalist no doubt, of some major clout, If you don't switch on TV you've missed him. Â Though ragged to bits by his friends, He can mount a sturdy defence, Although mileage is high he still likes to try, And utter some academic sense. Edited March 9, 2015 by csd1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Share this content via...