Here's the story of a charmless man.

I met him in a crowded room. Where people go to drink away their gloom. He sat me down and so began, the story of a charmless man. Educated the expensive way. He knows his claret from his beaujolais. I think he'd like to have been ronnie kray. But then nature didnt make him that way.
Prepare for Glory....
This is madness!


