Mister Sheen Poem by Allan James Saywell

Oh Mister Sheen
Oh Mister Sheen
Your words we find offensive
And quite obscene
We know you sniff the coke
And you are the half a bloke
We all love your flower shirts
And the way you always flirt
Your mind is quite a maze
And you never cease to amaze
Oh Mister Sheen
Oh Mister Sheen
You don't come across as squeaky clean
Not not even when appearing shiny bright
No not even when you try to glitter on Twitter
Oh Mister Sheen
Oh Mister Sheen