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conspiracy theory

Andy Steenson

Tuesday, June 14th, 2005

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 you’ve all heard of that magic bullet?
that one day down in Dallas was shot,
well i think its still ricocheting,
round Hillsborough, as likely as not,
cos misfortune rules large in this valley,
bad luck seems to nag one and all,
and hoping for Wednesday to Rally,
is like hobnailing fog to a wall.
So i reckon it’s all done and dusted,
and fate has its say in the end,
no matter how loud, scream the kops heaving crowd,
on us it will never depend
for the muses of footballing futures,
are weaving their webs as i rhyme
they snigger up sleeves as their wry fingers weave,
losing goals scored in injury time
So i hope against hope in close season,
and i’ll hope as i get on the bus,
that for whatever capricious reason.
we’ll play someone as unlucky as us

© A. Steenson

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/conspiracy-theory/