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Rolf Harris song mocks victims

Rolf Harris has written a song from his British jail cell mocking his victims as money-grabbing "wenches".

In a letter obtained by the Mail on Sunday, the disgraced Australian entertainer said his victims were "joining the feeding frenzy" by getting their "hooks into his dough".

He also said his life behind bars was "no hardship really".

The 85-year-old was handed a six-year jail term last year for a string of sex attacks on girls as young as seven.

His letter was reportedly sent from Stafford prison, 250km north west of London, to a friend, who handed it to the newspaper.

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Lyrics that were obtained by The Daily Mail from Rolf Harris' alleged new song.

One line of the song, which Harris says he would like to set to country rock music, reads: "Perhaps you believe you're pretty still, some perfumed sultry wench?"

Other lines say: "Make him burn, get your 50-year-old hooks into his dough.

"Make him burn, burn, burn. Come and join the feeding frenzy, girls."

Last month the Crown Prosecution Service was handed a "full file" of evidence about further allegations against Harris, according to sources.

He was unmasked as a predatory paedophile when he was found guilty of 12 indecent assaults, at London's Southwark Crown Court last year.

Sentencing judge Mr Justice Sweeney said Harris showed no remorse for his crimes.

"Your reputation lies in ruins, you have been stripped of your honours but you have no one to blame but yourself," he said.

Harris was found guilty of molesting four girls, including one woman who was just seven or eight at the time and was groped when she asked for his autograph and another two who fell prey as young teenagers.

The veteran presenter, who charmed television audiences for decades, was also convicted of a catalogue of abuses against another young victim, who prosecutors said Harris groomed from the age of 13 and used like "his little toy".

The accusations dated back to between 1968 and 1986, and the girls were targeted between the ages of seven or eight and 19.

Harris had his CBE annulled at the order of the Queen following his conviction.

AAP

Lyrics in full: 
Climb up out of the woodwork babe
From forty years ago
The climate’s great in Britain now
For making loads of dough
You’ve festered down there long enough
Time’s right o grab your chance
Clap eyes on a rich celebrity
And make the bastard dance

Chorus
Make him squirm, slimy little woodworm
Make him squirm, squirm, squirm
Sink your claws right in to the hill, don’t like him go

(Group) No! No!

Make him burn, burn, burn, 
Slimy little woodworm, make him burn
Get your fifty-years-old hooks into his dough

(Group) Go baby go

The old bandwagon you crawled out of
(Rotten to the core)
Conceals a host of foul accusers
Twenty maybe more
My guess is they’ll slide after you
All following your stench
Perhaps you believe you’re pretty still
Some perfumed sultry wench

Chorus 
Make him squirm
I can hear you singing
Make him squirm, squirm, squirm
Just imagine all of the money waiting there

(Group) Oh Yeah

Make him burn, burn, burn
Come and join the feeding frenzy girls,
Don’t miss out, come on join me for your share

(Group) Put it there

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