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HMS pinafore

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Well me i’m the epitome of every single Wednesday fan,
i never miss at home and go away whenever free.. i can,
regale you of my trips down south, up north and once to Lossiemouth,
bedecked in blue and white in truth, (missed Luton cos the fans were banned)
i’ve seen ’em win, ive seen ’em lose, i’ve seen ’em draw at Rotherham,
i once got lost in London.. QPR..(should have been Tottenham)
but made the ground just as my side, comitted bl**dy suicide,
i should have saved meself the ride, our forwards never bothered ’em

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 i once got chased by dockers down a side road off of cold blow lane,
i ran like bl**dy ‘ell (me thighs have never been the same again)
But still i wear me bobble hat, and travel this way, sometimes that
cos i never can suffer sat, the radio drives me insane,
you never know what’s goin’ on, cos commentators can’t relay,
the atmosphere, whats happenin’ here,? not really up to state of play,
they shout out loud above the crowd,
your heart sinks and you’re nearly sick,
you think that youve conceded…but it’s just a bl**dy corner kick

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/hms-pinafore/