Oates was a spy.
The snow was his whistleblower,
covered his tracks.
I would just like to say
that I am the biscuit
who came in from the cold war.
When it came to the crunch,
I was too hard
for the general public to swallow.
Blake, Trilby, Huntley, Palmer:
I am old and forgetful,
but I sold my secrets to the Pole.
Since 1912, I have been
Professor of Dunking at the
University of Crumble.
I have lived from hand to mouth,
eluding the Circus berks.
They were on the wrong tack.
