Aha! Day fourteen’s challenge was to write a clerihew. I had already done this as it was short and sweet, so it brings me onto the same day as everyone else now.
I wrote one, was quite pleased with it, then realised it wasn’t one after all, so I duly wrote a proper one! I have included them both anyway:
Piet Mondrian thought he was hip,
Leaving his paintings quite bare.
But those in arty circles
Declared him to be rather square.
The wayward staff of Chris Packham,
Knew he was too soft to sack ‘em.
I’ve heard that his cleaner, called Beryl,
Has reverted to practically feral.