There was a man called Dave A man of not many words One of his witty sayings was You can’t polish a ****. He Liked the smell of money Told jokes dark and humorously funny, In his company You would dare not to blink You might have missed him Trying to Buy you a drink. He Liked a little flutter Would gamble on a horse More than usual lost it was Just A matter of course. Worked as a lineman They called him BT Used to mend the phone lines Yes For you and me, A man for all seasons A man for the girls He will now be sorely missed Now not in this world.