My Odes to 'The Bill'
By Kate-Emma
(Chapter Two)
Kent
Kent came, Kent went
We don't miss Kent!
He raped, he lied, he killed
Bashed people up, and still…
Like Don Beech with less class
He got away with it, what a farce!
Kent came, Kent went
We don't miss Kent
Expoilted with such skill
He moved in for the kill
When Kerry showed her poker hand
But it would be his last great stand
Kent came, Kent went
We don't miss Kent
Said he was June Ackland's son
What fun! What fun!
He lied, you see, not Gabriel was he
He was David, with great complexity
Kent came, Kent went
We don't miss Kent
He finally snapped one perfect day
And sadly he took himself away
There was no justice in his last hour
Just a figure lost, driven only by power
Kent came, Kent went
We don't miss Kent!