It’s No Good Whining!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 It wasn’t a vintage performance
We were vin ordinaire in Bordeaux
So it ain’t no good whining this morning
It’s sour grapes to complain when it’s over.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A full bodied home side were crisp in attack
Though fairly light in the eighteen box
Then a corker from Lampard set up Nicolas Anelka
As Laurent Blanc’s keeper slipped up.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Our bottle went right near the finish
To leave the sour bitter taste of a draw
On peeved Londoners searching for Guinness
Before departing post haste for la port!



Er sorry about this, the opportunity was just too good to miss.

Will we qualify for the next round? I haven’t a clue(sic)!



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/its-no-good-whining/