I am short, with peculiar feet,
Yet my heart has a rhythmical beat.
I grew up speaking Erse
And my humour's perverse,
While my rhyme never takes a back seat (8)
To get this one over the hump
It’s clear that this thread I should bump
The rhyme twists and it turns
Then it crashes and burns
And ends up less successful than Trump (8)
There once was a new forum member
Who came to the fore in September
His mission in every clue
To have a beautiful woman, or two
But can he keep it up come November? (8)