Think this song must be about Devizes......

[Wilmslow]

I love this town… like an unmade bed

I love this town… of the living dead

I love this town… gonna paint it red

If I can spare a minute



I love this town… where curtains twitch

Where this door scratches… next door’s itch

It’s a pantomime… at fever pitch

And we can all be in it



People here are large as life

They know the whole world and his wife

From a razor’s edge to a kitchen knife

They’ll be glad to help you



I love this town… of hidden charms

Where no one means… you any harm

And if you sleep… through false alarms

No one here would blame you



I love this town… on the beaten track

Where nothing slips… between the cracks

Her rent`s arrears… his heart attack

Now isn’t that a shame, ooh!



Everyone’s friendly to your face

And everybody knows their place

As long as you respect their space

You won’t have to worry



The town hall clock is calling out

It’s rush hour on the roundabout

Now I know without a doubt

It’s the place for me…



I love this town… the dirty streets

It’s a merry-go-round… with broken seats

Where silk and lace… and satin sheets

Are only dirty washing



I love this town… down on its knees

It’s going under… by degrees

Still we can do… just as we please

As long as no one’s watching

[EternalOptimist]

The new Devises Robo Bar

A popular bar had a new robotic bartender installed.

A fellow came in for a drink and the robot asked him, 'What's your
IQ?'
The man replied, '150.' So the robot proceeded to make conversation about Quantum physics, string theory, atomic chemistry, and so on.

The man listened intently and thought, 'This is really great.'

The man decided to test the robot. He walked out of the bar, turned
around, and came back in for another drink. Again, the robot asked him,
'What's your IQ?' The man responded, '100.' So the robot started talking about football, rugby, and so on.

The man thought to himself, 'Wow, this is amazing.'

The man went out and came back in a third time. As before, the robot
asked him, 'What's your IQ?' The man replied, '50.'

The robot then said, 'So, how is the Wilmslow sockie doing Sas?'

[sasguru]

'So, how is the Wilmslow sockie doing Sas?'

"Wilmslow" requires an extremely high IQ I'll have you know.
He has many subtleties.