And back to local matters...

this is my other Coventry poem.  It's not terribly highbrow, but it made me laugh.

How The Statues of Coventry Get Around When We're Not Looking

Frank Whittle

Goes for a little walk

around Millennium Square

Lady Godiva

's not a bad driver

But does it still completely bare

Saint Mike

Has a secret bike

And rides it till he gets a stitch

Jimmy Hill

Can't keep still

And cartwheels on the Ricoh pitch