Since this is a lovely and balmy day,
Let's look at a certain man today.
Not just any man, you see
But a man who is funny, ho ho ha hee.
Stephen Fry, Stephen Fry
When you come on public television,
it's almost like I die.
When you talked about Wagner
and Hitler and such,
I saw your green jacket
and just liked it so much.
You lost a lot of weight there,
you great big kermudge,
But I'm glad you found a shrink or
your brain might now be sludge.
Stephen Fry, Stephen Fry
When you go off to Bayreuth it just makes me cry.
When you sat down to play that piano so great,
It made my heart kaboom and palpitate.
And you surely got my sympathy vote
When you tried to hit one key and got the wrong note.
And when you did that show on bipolar disorder,
It made me just pack up and run for the border.
Stephen Fry, Stephen Fry
You drive me all nutty, I don't know just why.
Maybe you're crazy, that's part of your myth,
And even if you're gay I just wait for your kith.
I found out at last why girls like you so,
And boys of course too, vo-do-de-o-do.
Your face is all craggy, it looks so unique
Like Easter Island or a great mountain peak.
Yes, you have that Stonehenge look, you know
That makes the women moan very low.
I don't know how you do it, so effortless it seems,
So forever, silly person, you will dwell in my dreams.
(I confess right here and now that this is a repeat! But it was inspired by some of the recent interviews I've seen of SF. My passion has not changed!!)
