I Apoligise To Torres.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Torres nuts out a chance at Griffin Park
Strikes instinctively
We’re in the hat at two all
The new Barnet working wonders.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Whilst a fickle me
Going radio rental in the living room
Stood up cheering, after knocking off a late breakfast
Is left with egg on his face!

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Eating humble pie for afters
A late shout for a pen don’t Mata
We’re buzzing back to The Bridge v The Bee’s
At all square, still in The Cup.



I’m saying a big hand on heart sorry to Fernando, that’ll teach a fickle me to jump on the bad mouth-wagon, and start having a pop at our low on confidence and under performing striker!


Go well and be lucky.



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/i-apoligise-to-torres/