Losing Sleep…

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Do you want to be the manager
With swivel chair and filter tips
Or the golden icon striker
Blond highlights and swivel hips
Would you apply to be the kitman
Dirty socks and sweaty shirts
Or the shovel gloved keeper
Who goes in where it hurts
You could train as a physio
Gashed heads and shattered knees
Or you could be a loyal supporter
And do just as you please



So who cares that Norwich got beat again. I fell asleep long before the goal went in and, for once, felt better after the game than before. Surprising what forty winks can do. Our defence can’t recommend it highly enough.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/losing-sleep/