A - Chris
B - Roger
C - Chris
D - Scatts
An extra:
Earth has not anything to show more square: Dull would he be of brain who could pass by A full half hour. A travesty: This program is, that garment there, No beauty; better silent. Hair, Quips, vowels, puns, words, contestants lie Open unto mockery, take it to SKY; All bright and twittering in the jokeless air. Never did one more dutifully creep In this worst pen, or will they shock or kill? Ne'er saw I that, rather a calm so deep! As Richard chideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very numbers seem asleep; And yet that flighty tart is trying still! (apologies to WW)