Bodgy John is the coolest guy around,
He is the hallmark of fashion,
Always the latest and the best.
He enjoys flaunting his body,
Hours spent in the gym pay off
When girls check him out,
And the portly middle-aged gentlemen
Give themselves a safe distance
For fear of comparison.
Bodgy John goes to the beach spreads out
His favourite towel, his fashion sandals,
His shorts and top the best around.
With beer in hand and cigarette between his lips
He sets a standard, one most can only dream of.
He’ll only stay long enough to mark his point:
‘Look at me and weep.’
Gathering his paraphernalia, he exits,
Satisfied he has garnered the necessary attention,
He ponces off into the distance.
Bodgy John, the coolest guy around.