Last season’s deamons haunting,
United at our heels, taunting.
Two games we been out of form,
last year, lacking became norm.
The Arsenal that I prayed were dead,
come back to self-destruct instead.
It’s really needless, all this losing,
a week ago and we were cruising.
The title at our fingertips, slips through our hands,
even though Lehmann’s been banished to the stands.
Raked with injury, riddled with doubt,
I’m hoping we’re not down and out.
Determined to walk it into the net,
and never score from pieces, set.
Petulant, dirty, boring hated,
and they say we’re over-rated.
A sleeping giant, too lazy to win,
giving it to Man Ure would be a sin.
Last season was only good for a big game,
let’s hope that one stays the same.
I hope he stays injured, that Petr Cech,
coz he’s a pain in the Gregory Peck.
We got Chelsea next, better be a good game,
coz Spuresque* mediocrity drives me insane.