1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Three games to go, just above the bottom three
Can we hold on, we can only wait and see
Who knows which way the cookie will crumble
One false move and we’ll take a tumble

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A 5.30 kick off adds to our torture
Fulham played Hull we needed some fortune
Fulham scored two, plunged us to the depths
Call in all favours, the stress is immense

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Dunked into relegation for half an hour
Till Hull equalised and turned Fulham dreams sour
Our odds for beating United are somewhat nil
If we score now, my tea will spill

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 A victory for us would sure take the biscuit
It would feel like a birthday and a Christmas
The joy would be never-ending
Not non-existent like our defending

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Will we huff like a Lemon Puff
Or dream like a Custard Cream
Will we stick like a Jammie Dodger
Or melt like a Chocolate Supreme

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 We need to be hard like an Oat Crunch
This is no time for no-shows or slackers
We can’t afford to be like a Marshmallow Munch
But whatever, I’ll end up crackers



Currently Norwich City are three-nil down to M United. (Make that four)

Earlier, Fulham were two up against Hull before Hull equalised to keep our hope alive.

We will remain above the relegation zone tonight but Sunderland and Cardiff play tomorrow. It could all change.

Continuing on the biscuit theme:

Why are Norwich scared of dropping out of the Premier League?

Because we fear we’d be ‘a wafer too long’

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/crumbs/