Rolf Harris shows his true colours in a letter to a friend (who happily sold him down the river to the ‘Mail on Sunday’)

Today’s Mail on Sunday finally reveals the true colours of Rolf Harris. In a lead article, the newspaper shares a song penned by this vile paedophile that attacks his victims and a letter to “someone close to him” that describes his cushy existence in jail.

Repugnant Rolf - Rolf Harris shows his true colours in a letter to a friend (who happily sold him down the river to the ‘Mail on Sunday’)
Rolf Harris stupidly sent this letter and lyrics to someone he thought he could trust. His decision well and truly backfired.
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The lyrics the disgraced singer composed read as follows:

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Climb up out of the woodwork babe

From forty years ago,

The climate’s great in Britain now

For making loads of dough

You’ve festered down there long enough,

Time’s right to grab your chance

Clap eyes on a rich celebrity

And make the bastard dance

 

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Make him squirm, slimy little woodworm

Make him squirm, squirm, squirm

Sink your claws right in to the hilt, don’t let him go

 

(Group) NO! NO!

 

Make him burn, burn, burn

Slimy little woodworm, make him burn

Get your fifty-years-old hooks into his dough

 

(Group) GO BABY GO

 

That old bandwagon you crawled out of

(rotten to the core)

Conceals a host of foul accusers,

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Twenty maybe more

My guess is they’ll slide after you

All following your stench,

Perhaps you believe you’re pretty still

Some perfumed sultry wench

 

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“Make him squirm”,

I can hear you singing

“Make him squirm, squirm, squirm:

Just imagine all of the money waiting there

 

(Group) OH YEAH!

Make him burn, burn, burn

Come and join the feeding frenzy girls,

Don’t miss out, come on and join me for your share

 

(Group) PUT IT THERE!

Of them, Harris comments:

“I’ve started to write a song about the injustice of it all… I plan to record this the moment I get out towards the end of 2017… Prison is no hardship really… Basically I am doing what I like… I’m well accepted here”.

It is relief that this beast has finally come to realise that he won’t be leaving prison anytime soon but it is truly a disgrace that Harris is arrogant enough to send such a rant to someone who is prepared to trade his poison to the Mail on Sunday. Rolf Harris’ supporters – such as Lizzie Cornish and Anne Pyke, a woman who stupidly started a Change.org petition to try to free him from jail – must now eat their tawdry words as even this monster now himself accepts that he must rot.

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