by Paul Barnett [email protected]

Jackie Chan he's our man, hero of the land
The following text is his life, for you to read first hand
His poor old mum oh what pain, 12 long months to wait
As he finally showed upon our world, 3 months out of date
He learned to crawl he learned to walk, from then on came much trouble
Academics he just would not learn, it left him in a muddle
When he was young he did not wish, to lead a life fast paced
A bag of cakes would make his day, of which to stuff his face
His father was the best of cooks, who always aimed to please
Which then did lead to a job, that took him overseas
Before his dad was on his way he thought, I know what'll sort you
So off Jackie was sent, unto a place of acrobatic torture
Whilst he was there he did quite fair, with promise he did show
With talents made and friends he gained, it came his time to go
But before he left from another school, his first love he had found
Her father well he disapproved said, clear off you poor scruffy hound
From there on off he went, to the movies he did go
A man of stunts he became, my god did he make a show
Easy these time surly were not, still a name for himself he made
But his father's 3rd rule he did break, gambling for which he paid
What came next within his career, an actor he became
They wanted some one just like Bruce, Jackies just not the same
Alas the chance for freedom he was given, to create as director and performer
Once he could be but himself, everyone adored him