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Bad Day for Rovers, Great Day for Socialism

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 James Connolly and Larkin will be cheering,
Behold the red flag fluttering on high.
Its what the aristocracy was fearing,
As peasants smash the windows at Versailles.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The Internationale sounds out strongly,
As gold is snatched from fat and grubby hands.
The so-called experts all forecast it wrongly –
A ray of hope goes out to many lands.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 For too long now the Premier Division
Has creamed what cash our football generates,
While lesser clubs are treated with derision
And forced to live off ever-dwindling gates.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 But now the mighty Rovers are defeated
Their Majesties are slickly overthrown,
And next year their supporters will be treated
To trips to lovely Limerick and Athlone.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 To Monaghan and Galway and Kilkenny,
The Hoops will bring their monetary support.
And yes, they’re sure to spend a pretty penny
At clubs who’ve been financially distraught.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 So up and holler Vive la Revolution!
And raise a glass to Dermot Keely’s health.
For Dublin City’s perfect execution
Redistributed some of football’s wealth.

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Notes

In the final action of the League season, Shamrock Rovers, once the aristocrats of Irish football, lose a promotion / relegation play-off to Dublin City.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/bad-day-for-rovers-great-day-for-socialism/