A Very British Olympics

The Olympic Games at last are over

The Brits never stood a chance

Three British runners forgot their kit

And had to do it in their pants

 Australia took all the swimming gold

Their laughing all the way to the bank

While the British swimmers

Splashed around a bit

Before they eventually sank.

 The marathon was dominated by Africans

They always have it in the bag

While the Brits kept stopping every mile or so

To have a crafty fag

 Though the rowers and cyclists won gold

All above aboard, nothing corrupt

It’s not our fault all the opposition

Over slept and didn’t turn up

 The British Olympics were an embarrassment

That they would be we already knew

So bad that they switched

The games to Paris

Before they were even half way through.

 The French were happy to take them

They know how to put on a show

Though unfortunately they refused point blank

To take Boris Johnston and Sebastian Coe.

 Oh well you can’t win 'em all