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David Attenborough

From Andes to the Alps to Himalayas,
From Congo to Mongolia and Wales,
He shows hyenas, wombats, lemurs,
Beetles, bandicoots and beavers,
Pangolins and parrots, snails and whales.

He always wears the same clothes.
His programs everybody knows,
They are the best, they are the best.

David Attenborough,
We’ll love him to the end.
David Attenborough,
He’s every animal’s friend.
He strides across a glacier
And dives under the sea,
He toils through the rainforest
To show it all to you and me.
David Attenborough,

From mighty elephants to tiny ant
And also in the kingdom of the plants.
He shows us all his expertise,
Often up a massive tree,
Or standing on majestic mountain peaks.

His voice is calm and reassuring,
Never ever condescending
To us at home, we love him so.

David Attenborough,
He’s standing by a bear.
David Attenborough,
He’s pointing at a spider’s lair.
He shows the Venus flytrap close
And tells us about the aardvark’s nose,
The Madagascan baobab,
He told me of land hermit crabs.
David Attenborough,

From trilobite to termite to penguin,
From octopus to platypus to terrapin,
He shows the frog, triceratops,
The sea urchin, the mighty ox,
The pterodactyl and the dolphin.

His love of natural history
Is obvious for all to see.
He ought to know. He’s our hero.

David Attenborough, on the volcano’s rim.
David Attenborough, watching swordfish swim.
Comparing different mantis shrimp,
Or interacting with a chimp,
Feeding meat to a great white shark,
His brother’s in Jurassic Park.
David Attenborough,
King of the nature programme!

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from Dinosaurs Ate My Caravan, released May 17, 2014

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From time immemorial these musicians have stood at the gateway of nonsense begging peanuts. Spending most of their time trapped in force fields and vortices, occasionally they are released to stalk the streets of Leeds. On such occasions you might hear the plaintive cry of Sam’s tuba, the mournful crow of Dean’s ukulele, the excited jazzy croaking of Bob’s piano or the purr of Matty’s drums. ... more

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