A knock on the door was a pleasant surprise <br />until I saw who it was and out popped my eyes. <br />There on a chair was a frozen fish finger <br />doing an impression of its favourite singer. <br /> <br />Start spreading the news is what it then sang. <br />It danced and it jigged, but I wasn't a fan. <br />I went inside and got out the pepper, <br />then ate it up - but don't feel much better.<br /><br />George Stanworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/door-knocking-frozen-food/
