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There was a young feller called Wayne
Who went out with women on the game
He apologised to his wife
For causing her strife
Then went out and did it again

Two brothers, both called Milliband
Neck and neck, face to face, hand in hand
Always shared as wee boys
All the sweeties and toys:
Can't they share, then, not running our land?

Ricky Burns was the great Glasgow hope,
Martinez was struggling to cope,
Then out of thin air,
He fought like a bear,
But was finally sent home to mope.

The whole world of cricket's at sea,
For rich men they wanted to be,
They answered the calls,
"We must have no balls",
Said the ICC, "Neither have we."

There was a young fellow called Blair,
While gradually losing his hair,
He wrote a big book,
Denies he's a crook,
Just looked for some bombs that wern't there.