Gather round, I am bringing you for the first time , the collective works of Ena Sharples, our resident poet! I hope Ena doesn't mind me acting as her litary agent here. Her work is spread on so many threads, that it may be missed by the casual reader, which would be a travesty! Ena has the X-factor
Take it away Ena:
A backing group singer, Rowetta
Thought being a star would be better
She acted the fool
And she tried to play cool
And now we're all trying to forget her!
A flame haired young rocker called Tabby
Said being with Sharon's not shabby
Our hair is the same
That's how I'll win this game
And earn buckets of dosh for my babby!
Her voice like a cat's is a yowl
Her tears every week make us howl
It might be just 'cherity'
But our sweet old Verity
Has charmed that old fool Simon Cowell
Oh Simon I think you're a God
I wish we were peas in a pod
You're a hunky fit man
I'm your number one fan
I wish you would show us your bod
I now know that this site's for SCABs
But what in the world is a JAB?
I find it confusing
The terms you are using
Your help here would really be fab!!
There's a man who is hard to ignore
He makes all the girls shout phwoar!
He's blond and quite yum
With a fabulous bum
And appears in a band called G4
2 to go appear to be
A wannabe Peters and Lee
So they should go, and next should be
The sad pathetic Verity
And Cassie next, though young and pretty
Looks like Charlotte, what a pity!
Tabby, with his 'Sharon' hair
And kitten name will get nowhere
Next to go, I do believe
Will be the scruffy, flirty Steve
The girls with soul are next to go
The X Factor is not their show
So who is next? Must be Rowetta
She's quite good, but some are better
Roberta then, is number two
With looks and voice, she'll please a few
The ones now left, we all adore
The winners have to be G4!
(c) Ena Sharples 2004
Take it away Ena:
A backing group singer, Rowetta
Thought being a star would be better
She acted the fool
And she tried to play cool
And now we're all trying to forget her!
A flame haired young rocker called Tabby
Said being with Sharon's not shabby
Our hair is the same
That's how I'll win this game
And earn buckets of dosh for my babby!
Her voice like a cat's is a yowl
Her tears every week make us howl
It might be just 'cherity'
But our sweet old Verity
Has charmed that old fool Simon Cowell
Oh Simon I think you're a God
I wish we were peas in a pod
You're a hunky fit man
I'm your number one fan
I wish you would show us your bod
I now know that this site's for SCABs
But what in the world is a JAB?
I find it confusing
The terms you are using
Your help here would really be fab!!
There's a man who is hard to ignore
He makes all the girls shout phwoar!
He's blond and quite yum
With a fabulous bum
And appears in a band called G4
2 to go appear to be
A wannabe Peters and Lee
So they should go, and next should be
The sad pathetic Verity
And Cassie next, though young and pretty
Looks like Charlotte, what a pity!
Tabby, with his 'Sharon' hair
And kitten name will get nowhere
Next to go, I do believe
Will be the scruffy, flirty Steve
The girls with soul are next to go
The X Factor is not their show
So who is next? Must be Rowetta
She's quite good, but some are better
Roberta then, is number two
With looks and voice, she'll please a few
The ones now left, we all adore
The winners have to be G4!
(c) Ena Sharples 2004
...It could be the motto for SCAB! 