Er… A Slight Over-reaction Or What?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Our season is totally wasted
We might as well grin and concede
Our form on the road is a total disgrace
What chance we had’s, blown in the league.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I can tolerate me teams capitulation
Now and again the occasional err
But it’s a sad day and even sadder occasion
When we lose a game down at Spurs.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 That kind of thing just doesn’t happen
Us leaving The Lane with nisht points
Guus Hiddinck looks like he could well get the sack
As our blue nose is put right out of joint.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The crossbar helped Spurs to deny us
And an under fire keeper played well
Luca Modric’s goal was just priceless
As our defending sent out warning bells.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Our history says we don’t lose there
It’s printed in those annals of Blue
It’s like being a bald bloke and combing your hair
It’s something we just ..do not do.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 White Hart Lane’s a guaranteed banker
For three London points, up the road
What did you say? We’ve got Fulham to thank
For beating United.
Er… then it’s high time I ceased with me moaning!



All is not lost in the title race yet.

Is it?

Come on The Villa



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/er-a-slight-over-reaction-or-what/