The Borkowski poet in residence on the crisis engulfing broadcasters including ITV, Channel 4 and Channel Five over premium-rate interactive services.
Moses supposes his toeses are roses
and that no TV phone in’s been fixed
but Moses supposes erroneously;
his chance of winning’s been nixed.
Moses suggests that footballs are breasts,
that if he says they’ll pay straight away
but Moses’ suggestion is open to question
because the prize funds have been cachéd.
Moses insists that nothing’s amiss,
pays one pound a minute and is fleeced.
For Moses’ sake I would strongly suggest
that TV quizzes are better policed.