Archdruid: He is a man of constant sorrow.
All: In him all joy is killed.
Archdruid: Where is his excited happiness of eight years ago? When he snarked only about other nations?
All: Gone. All gone.
Archdruid: And where his approval of London 2012; where he complained only that we wouldn't get our money back?
Archdruid: So if we cried tears like unto the river Jordan, or the great Wadi,
All: We would never shed all the tears of Simon Jenkins that we are winning Olympic golds.
Archdruid: Tears that have sprung up since the beginning of time.
All: Jeremiads like unto Jeremiah.
Archdruid: He's never gonna stop banging on, is he?
All: Still. At least he's consistent.
Archdruid: Have another medal?
All: Don't mind if we do.