The Fox The Rat And The Wriggly Worm.

Paul build small, mind always on the ball, rarely seen not one knows where he's been. Day time not his time, night fall sure to call, his ruffled hair his precarious stare, always alert does never flirt. He's ok that's all i'll say, on his head long ginger locks of a crafty fox.

Jim build pencil thin, clean shaven chin will do anything to win including sin. Says more than his prayers, graces and airs of a man with no cares. Give and take or fake and make, he's the latter  thinks he's better, well he's not he's just a dirty rat.

Pete build petite, appearance scruffy not neat,  tells lies always cries, never to blame innocence he'll claim, will talk the talk but won't walk the walk, not a man you could become a fan. He's got dodgy form he's just a worm.

A synopsis of life's ups and downs and smiles and frowns, they're everywhere it's true I swear.