Here is a poem about what Alan thinks about Tony Hayers…the first fic for Partridgeness!!!
Regards,
Leopardstorm
I hate you by Alan Partridge
I hate you, Tony Hayers
BBC, say your prayers.
Tony Hayers, smells a bit,
Like being covered in polyurethane composite.
Smell my cheese, Tony Hayers
Cheese made up of many layers
I was great until you came,
Then you came and stole my fame
Now I'm on Radio Norwich
And I can't think of anything that rhymes with Norwich.
Then you fell from your roof
I've always thought: what a goof!
And on your grave, I did stamp,
Your wife always thought you were damp.
Knowing Me, Alan Partridge, Knowing You, Scum:
Ah-ha.
A bit rubbish, really…oh well…
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Leopardstorm