The Last of the Summer Wine,
Oh yeah, the ratings died
The grapes weren’t ripe, and the vine was dead
After forty-three years
The seeds the BBC wanted to sow in spring,
Didn’t bring the audience
Next summer they cancelled it.

The viewers watch Eastenders though, it went downhill
'Should have been cancelled after Compo died'
The viewers say in the passing years,
Where are they now.
The last of the summer wine,
Roy Clarke still writes dull comedies
Whatever can his joking mean
Whoever thinks his jokes funny.
After that is Peter Sallis
He died last year, at ninety-six
Wait he was Wallace?
Next I sing
‘Bout Bill Owen, he died in 1999 at eighty-five
Wasn’t Compo a pervo?
But who the hell knows?
That was what happened to the Last of the Summer Wine

The last of the summer wine,
Dull easy-viewing comedy about the summer time,
Whatever can the joking mean,
Roy Clarke knows
For now as the show reruns
6 episodes a day on GOLD
Old people with dementia don’t know
How it’s old.