On another planet, there’s another me.
Oh yes, I’ve read the science. Has to be!
And on that better replica, the other ‘I’
receives what earth conspires to deny.
No more the ‘might’, the ‘could’, the ‘should have done’;
just somewhere work is nothing, all is fun.
Its skies observe my ‘Miracle of Lords’:
twenty Aussie scalps adorn the Honours Boards!
The Pool will call me, when they’re off the boil,
to help them stuff United on their soil!
I’m cooler than Delon was at his peak.
Barbara Broccoli, she begs me every week.
I prance, sometimes, for Dolce & Gabbana.
Hang out with de Armas-Ana - in Havana.
I’m a concert pianist too. I know my thirds.
My knighthood I decline with salty words.
Yes, there they laud me everywhere I go.
I even have the energy to end this po-