Frank's Page is fast becoming the rage,
Is he a sage from a different age,
Its too early yet to guage that his Page,
Is worth the pay he gets as a wage,
He is happy and content with the way things are,
He aspirations are modest, he does not wish to go too far,
He would rather spend his time in some bar,
And then drive home by car,
Frank has come quite far,
He is about to reach for a star,
When he gets there,
By hook or by crook,
He will sit back and write a book,
After it is published he hope's to be let off the hook,
Frank is having on his face a quaint look.