ill News is an ill guest

Which is good because there is no ill news. I was grumpy this morning though but it is a lovely day in fair London - The greatest city in Britain.

In anycase i've been consumed by a purple patch of creativity recently which has lead to the birth of The Rise And Fall Of Pigee Magoo.

Here's a snippet:

Pigee Magoo didn't know what to do
When he was growing up
He Was Smarter then most
Could deliver on His boasts
As he rose right to the top
A mathematical mind with genius entwined
Propaganda and pie all combined
he'll be king of this town
wearing his crown
Leaving his enemies one by one in the ground

I've been driving Muffin mad with this for the last few weeks so i thought that i'd torment you all with it Hah! I also came up with this choice line on the way to the train.

Greek Theologians like to philosophise
New York women are the same with thinghs
But we are all just people (May Change)

Thoughts?