Oh Richard Kell, When you fell, and All was not well, Did you ever tell The staff at Oakwell you'd never gell Anymore. Now Richard Kell, your life is hell since you married Nell. Nell Kell, dingdong bell, What the flip. But Richard Kell you cannot sell your secondhand Dell to buy gravel or send parcel. It's getting worse. Kell fell, tell Nell. Sell Dell, Pell Mell. Yell Hell Out for six months.