Sean Bean had a window to clean,
So he bought a sponge and some Mr Sheen.
He started to scrub, but the stain wouldn’t budge,
So he punched it.
And punched it.
And punched it.
And punched it.

© Carl Burkitt 2018

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2018 – a daily poem for a celebrity’s birthday.