Ode To The Groundhoppers

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 When I was just a nipper
I confided in my dad
“I want to be a groundhopper
It isn’t just a fad”

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 He looked at me in disbelief
“Oh, where did I go wrong?
I thought you’d follow Liverpool!”
He pondered all day long.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 He said, ”You’ll need an anorak,
A plastic bag and cap,
A pad to write your memoirs in,
A rail pass and a map.”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I set off on my travels
And hopped onto a train.
My first stop was at Daisy Hill
I braved the wind and rain.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I hopped across the Pennines
To Pontefract and Goole.
Then travelled south to Tadley Town
To see their game with Poole.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 I ventured on the Northern Hop,
To Morpeth Town and Crook,
Then Jarrow Roofing BCA
(-I wrote these in my book).

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 I scribbled down team changes,
When every goal was scored
And added up attendances
Whenever I was bored.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 I noted every blade of grass
And never gave up hope
Of measuring geometrically
Which way the pitch would slope.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 So next I’m off to Cornwall,
To Launceston and Saltash,
But I’ll have to get back home soon
As I’m running out of cash.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 I’ve used up twenty biros
And filled three dozen pads.
My friends think that I’m crazy
-But I’m just groundhopping mad!



Editor’s note :

apologies to Barry, he sent us this poem in June 2008.
Found it buried in a pile of emails.

I’m sure you’ll agree it’s still worth posting up!


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/ode-to-the-groundhoppers/