Sir Nigel Crisp Poem by Kevin Hulme

Sir Nigel Crisp has made it plain,
His aim in life is eternal Fame,
And amongst his Record Breaking goals,
A ‘Nudist Expedition' to the Earth's South Pole.
Oh it may be cold with frosty-air,
So a Woolly-Hat is the thing to wear.
And after that in just one day,
He'll Swim the A1 Motorway,
Of course it's dry and blacktop-laid,
But that's the challenge the road has made.
Then next his wondrous great event,
The first ‘Cold-Air' Ballooning Assent,
It's never been done, or so it's claimed,
‘But Science' he said, ‘Is about to be shamed'.
Another stunt and Hair-Brained plan,
Is to jump across an 18 Mile span,
Of the Great ‘Grand Canyon' by Muscle Power;
By Peddling a bike 600 Miles an hour,
And straight across to much acclaim,
Well that's the plan he's set in train.
A little odd it must be said,
But these strange schemes do fill his head.
So when next you read of Courage paid,
In the ‘Guinness' book of Records made;
Be not surprised by a page or two,
Of Sir Nigel's feats of Daring-Do.