[Marion Shore]

....A YOUTH there was, a merry and a fair,
A backwards baseball cap upon his hair.
Well could he sing and play electric bass,
So comely was the lad of form and face,
He was a favourite of the gentler sex.
....A NERD there was, peering through thick-rimmed specs.
The Internet was verily his turf;
And glady would he browse and glady surf.
....There was also a LEARNED PROFESSOUR,
Who'd passed his days within an ivoury tour.
Well could he quote philosophers long dead,
Though none took any heed of what he said,
And so his words passed by like so much gas.
....An ATHELETE was there, buff, with spandexed ass,
Riding the while upon a mountain bike.
Lord, how we wished that he would take a hike!