True Facts About Ross Kemp

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Ming the Merciless

There is no mercy
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His plums played the two gentlemen of Verona
 

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Ross Kemp’s parachute failed to open during a charity jump yesterday. Ross climbed out the hole with a big grin and was heard to say “Right who’s for a pint?”

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Ross Kemp is currently very, very excited about the possibility of a Peaky Blinders Movie, so much so that he has ordered a full Tommy Shelby outfit from The Accy Cyclists Gentleman's Bespoke Tailors of Accrington, Lancs, and proudly struts round London trying to perfect a Brummie Accent
 
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Ross Kemp has hit the gym, where he eats 20 pukka pies a day as preparation for his starring role in the forthcoming Big Daddy biopic.
 

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Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Ross Kemp hates this poem, as it reminds him of the awful night that his beautifully restored to full concours d'elegance standard, classic 1970's car burst into flames in Epping Forest, he really loved his Chrysler Avenger Tiger, and will forcefully stop anyone from reading this poem aloud!
 
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