Despite being unceremoniously sacked by The Independent on Sunday in 2013, the award-winning cartoonist Martin Rowson has continued to churn out the ridiculous series of limericks they once paid him to write for them. It's almost as though he enjoys making a fool of himself by reducing the work of some of the world's best-loved writers to a series of puerile and filthy limericks. Following the embarrassing success of the first three volumes (from...
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