Billy Din! (3rd verse)

[Leanne]

He would jot an' carry on
giving feedback with aplomb;
an' 'is grammar often brought a man to tear.
There would be no if an' but
he would often ask you cut;
he'd be waitin' for an edit to appear.
Like a monkey on your back
he would look for any crack,
an he'd praise us till the 'ope we had was fire
an' for all a dirty trick
he was kind, pure kind, though thick.
When he went to tend the newby, and the trier!
It was "Din! Din! Din!
"Look! i'm posting artful posies watch me preen,"
was the song that they would shout;
the tune poetasters spout.
For Nuggets from the pen of Billy Din!

Only the one suggestion, Billy, it's coming along very nicely.

Anyone we know?