Hello, hello, I'm back again, been out
Rehearsing, re-rehearsing, re-rehearse
Comedy routines old and new about
Whatever me and Dermot both converse
His flat, and then the Pint Pot, could be worse
And so we work it out, that's comedy
But not as we know it, Jim - to subvert
Jaded expectation, yes that's what we
Try to achieve, layers of subtlety
With wit fuelled by coffee, pints of stout
Quiet Sunday in Salford - not Christmas
An unholy night, the Irwell flows free
As do our ideas, magic roundabout
It's about art, it's not about the purse
Sun 30 June
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