While chatting about my excitement to my buddy Sheriff Claw today on the phone, I happened to say something vaguely complimentary about the Governor. This unleashed a small anti-Guv rant and 10 minutes later the following poem popped into my mailbox...
Emma and the guvnor sitting in a tree,
Fingering the hole that used to be his E-Y-E,
First comes love,
Then comes marriage,
Then comes him eating off your face like a savage
Posted with permission from Luke (AKA Sheriff Claw!) cheers buddy!!