The editors here take no credit/responsibility for the content below which we have only agreed to include to commemorate a) the 50th anniversary of the first publication of Private Eye and b) the coming departure of a local figure and his winning of a part share in a Sheffield Telegraph Environment Award to hasten him on his way.
This is a guest contribution from Private Eye’s very own poet E J Thribb (17½)
So. Farewell then,
Director Nige
Or is it Chief Exec.?
Something like that.
What years those were
What empires built …
And bu***red up
Now let’s bu**er off
To pastures/empires new and bu**er up some more.
(Contd p. 94)
2 comments:
I wonder if Doar would take a few barrow loads of cow and sheep dung off Blacka as a leaving present?
..... and use them to embellish his new office at the Royal Society of Widlife Trusts?
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