• Feed the Yak!
    He wears the Blue and White with pride, He’s beautiful and black. His real name is Yakubu, But we fans call him the Yak. He’s often on the scoresheet, He’s beefed up our attack. Our prospects have looked brighter Ever since we signed the Yak. He scores with right, he nets with left, Or nods […]
  • We want a Sugar Daddy!
    We haven’t won a Trophy for nigh on thirteen years. We’ve had enough of moping and crying in our beer. We’re tired and sick of taking stick from Koppites and from Mancs. We want a Sugar Daddy to get us back on track. We want a Sugar Daddy like good ol’ Johnny Moores, To splash […]
  • Hammer and Tongs
    Some say the League Cup’s worthless, Myself, I don’t agree – It books you a place in Europe, And a trip to Wemberlee. Sure, the F.A.’s lots more lustre, The Champions’ more class, But it’s a damn sight better than a poke in the eye, Or a big kick up the … Now, we’ll soon […]
  • Ten Thousand Poems Shining
    Oh, the Grand Old Duke of York, He had ten thousand men. He marched ‘em up to the top of the hill, And we all know what comes next… And the Grand Old Dame Britannia, She gave poor Ireland Hell. (But let’s not dwell on that today, It’s a tale too long to tell.) Now […]
  • We all are Evertonians
    Though some say “yes” and some say “no”, We all are Evertonians. Though some say “stay” and some say “go”, We all are Evertonians. Though some were born on Mersey’s banks, And some in distant shires, We’re all right mad about the Blues, And nothing more’s required. The same sun shines down on us all, […]