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Not quite Hastings

Clik The Mouse

Thursday, October 30th, 2008

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Defeat sits heavily
on the once verdant plane that is Stamford Bridge
The battlefield runs red from wounded warriers
and Scouse oppressors
And the shrouding mist is no longer just hot air
in the autumnal chill
No, this was a very real calling card,
message received and we’re peeved
But like all good Knights,
the fallen will find fresh steeds and fresh resolve
And the Chelsea chosen, with renewed armour
will ride again to battle
The castle keep to be once more protected,
with drawbridge raised
Ramraiders will meet fortified ramparts
at our bastion of ball and brio
But for now, in this Citadel
where once stood The Shed
We bow our heads,
and tears are shed

© Clik the mouse, 26th October 2008

Notes

An ode to commiserate the loss of Chelsea’s 86 game unbeaten home Premiership record, stretching over 4 years

in these ultra PC times, it’s probably de rigeur to add :

no horses were harmed in the making of this poem 😉

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/not-quite-hastings/