A Sir Not To Miss
His smelly cigar, wispy hair, and flashy gold:
a harmless loon, we thought (his evil crimes were then untold);
this fiend escaped the law, and died a sainted Sir -
now strip him of the knighthood, please (the people all concur).
for Catie's 'Jimmy Saville' contest
(Saville was a British DJ & TV presenter, knighted for his charity work...he was also a serial child abuser - unfortunately, this only came out after his death, & so he retains his title, Sir).
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