Barking Mad
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I always wanted to write football poems,
Just had that feeling down in my bones,
Gnawing away, an ambition and dream,
So I wrote about Barking, my favourite team.
¶ 2
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When I showed my Dad he said, “Oh dear me,
You could be barking up the wrong tree…”
What Dad didn’t know, but it’s for sure,
Their most famous ex-player is Bobby Moore!
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Founded in 1880, they wear royal blue,
Have topped their leagues, won knockout cups too,
In years when their bite was worse than their bark,
Winning matches was just like a walk in the park.
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So come on and join me supporting ‘The Blues’,
Singing their praises, spreading good news,
On the internet too, with every man and his dog,
Then Barking will be the ‘new kids on the blog’.
¶ 5
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I’d like to go to their ground and watch a match,
Hoping that my team would come up to scratch,
That’s the end of my tale and of this verse,
Which is only doggerel for better or worse!
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