Ode to the Moaner

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 To those who sit and moan complain
And hide behind A N Other name
Whose email addies dont work out
Who never speak but rant and shout

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Who spend their day behind a screen
In a made up world of make believe
Jealousy a poison fang
Because they cannot join the gang

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 They drone about those glory days
Of lands so far so far away
On matches that they didnt see
Apart from those on TV

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 A hallowed place they occupy
To spit their anger and their bile
And waste all of their energy
In pretending what they’ll never be

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Football Poets came to life
For those whose love of verse combined
With football played out on the park
And not for those sat in a nark

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Calling names like schoolyard bores
Picking self inflicted sores
“It’s all for fun” the eds have said
Now put your petty pen to bed

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Counting poems by the score
“Oh she and he they’ve posted more!”
For gentle folk but pure in heart
Behave now or its that RED CARD!


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