Over the garden fence

There's a famous daytime chat show on the TV now.

And oh boy! can they row.

Whose the daddy, him, him or him.

It's totally bedlam.

They're airing their dirty linen out for all to see.

I wonder if they get a fee.

The host is goading and provoking the guests,

and the guests don't know what to do for the best.

If they gave me a ring, I'd tell them what to do.

At least I wouldn't make a fool of the few.

But hey, the programmes got me hooked.

I wonder how far ahead they are booked.