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Lock Up Your Children!!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 By the blackened Tolka River,
As the day gives way to dark,
Even pigeons give a shiver
As they fly o’er Tolka Park.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 In the boardroom, dank and dreary,
Like a harbinger of doom,
Candlelight reveals an eerie
Figure shadowed in the gloom.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Outside, all the world is sleeping,
Peaceful in its pleasant dreams,
But, here, the Evil One comes creeping,
Hatching foul and ghastly schemes.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Clad in black, with cape a-swaying,
Cackling madly to himself,
Eyes of deathly green a-playing
‘Pon the trophies on the shelf.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 His mind harks back to previous glories
Against the men of Inchicore,
Legends that grew into stories,
Each one rotten to the core.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 How he battled with the Fat Man,
Unregist’ring the Fat Man’s mail,
And, like the Penguin fighting Batman,
Fat Man’s hopes were doomed to fail.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Or how he fought the Candystripers,
Ripping down their sarky flags,
And how the moaners and the gripers
Couldn’t make him pack his bags.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 In the pot, he throws the pieces
Of a strange and potent brew-
Ear of toad and squirrel’s faeces,
Hair of snail and arse of gnu.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Ligament of centre forward
And one metatarsal bone.
Add some toenails and some more blood
Squeezed out of a Dooney stone.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Suddenly, our evil hero
Lets forth an inhuman moan,
“Zimru Ten St. Patricks Zero,”
He chants insanely, all alone.

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 All throughout the night he paces,
Plotting how to slay his foes,
Picturing the anguished faces
Of the Rovers and the Bohs.

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 But, when the first rays of the morning
Light whate’er the darkness hid,
Ollie settles down and, yawning,
Closes down the coffin lid.

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Notes

Ollie Byrne “is” Shelbourne Football Club, and is loathed by fans of every other club, mainly for his passion.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/lock-up-your-children/