He who owns the camera owns the zoom

He who pays the piper calls the tune
He who owns the camera owns the zoom
We used to make hay  down in sunny Froome
While shepherds watched their flocks  outside the town
Laughter is the antidote  to loss
If you’re hurt then it’s ok to curse.
Many hands make lights work after dark
If you have a car, you   need a park
If you die make sure that you are clean
All that’s well ends with a happy cheer
Many like to drown their guts in beer.
A bird in my hand nipped me with its beak
My bladder’s full so I must take a leak.
My clothes are cleaner than a Bishop’s Dream
If you meet one ,all you do  is scream.