14 December 2012
*Two naughty words!
There was a dude called Jeremy Kyle, Was an angry fellow who rarely smiled, Hosted a talk show on itv, Where you can watch for free, People airing their dirty laundry for a while.
Most people who star, Arrive from afar, Lie detector tests, Affairs and the rest, And stories of fights in the bar.
Lies galore, These people pour, Their weird stories and tales, And shocks at the fails, Of the cheating they'd rather ignore.
Most people who go, To talk on the show, Rarely have their own teeth, People who love to thief, Do I watch the crap? Hell no.
It's all the bloody same, People hanging heads in shame, Jezza the biggest hypocrite, His advice always the same it's just shit, That man just loves to argue and blame.
He's on his high horse, And now in America of course, Trying to rival Jerry Springer, But his shows not a winner, A show of lies cheating thieving and divorce.
So there's the overview, Nothing special nothing new, Apart from the arrogant prick, Who thinks he knows how people tick, Sorry guys but that's just my view.
Jeremy Kyle. • Opuss № I