Death to the Love-In

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I’m sorry if it’s upsetting
Halcyon days we’re forgetting
Sentiment, forlorn, left sweating
Maximum points we’ll be getting

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Course we won’t be totally rude
Copious pints will be imbued
Depending of course on our mood
When maximum points are accrued

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Some will say there is no change there
Grumpy folk, fed booze and despair
There’s method to the curse and swear
If maximum points we ensnare

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 At Turners Cross there is no law
Our next left back is Andy Gaw
Ten wins since Frodo found your flaw
On second thoughts, we’ll take the draw



We’re at home to Derry City tonight, they have won their last 10 games and we are clinging with an air of respectability to the coat tails of third.
I’m confident. Or am I?

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/death-to-the-love-in/