Saturday Morning Missive.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Oi! Andy lad here
Them boys from Ikea land
Thought they’d be winning that tie
Well you really showed them
Your a pony tailed Trojan
When you flat-packed their bleeding backsides!

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Oi! Theo geez here
It’s blatantly clear
You ain’t got a clue how you scored
Your face said it all
After watching the ball
Loop up and down, before putting two all on the board.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Oi! Danny son here
What about that Ibrahimovic geezer
Strutting around like a peacock
Well he ain’t quite so cocky
With no points in his jockeys
Having twice been in front and then lost.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Well Mr Hogdson
We progress and move on
Ukraine are coming up next
The lads must feel kind of cool
Being guided by you
When expectations are…no one expects?



Well done to Roy and the lads, maybe the London Evening Standard will at last give the bloke a chance now? Seeing as many of them courted and rated “Onest Arry” so highly, and they’re totally gutted he ain’t in the job, indeed any job at the moment.

If Andy Carroll is a big old lump, what about the size of that Ibrahimovic geezer, he’s bleedin massive, and can’t he play a bit?

Nice touch (sic) on the touch-line with both Gary Neville and Roy The Man making Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain really feel part of the group, and talking to him like a grown up!”£$% Prior to him coming on to the field as a sub. Then he didn’t, then he did.

Players don’t need pictures to explain everything to them, before they come on to the pitch do they, can’t we just send them a text in the dug-out?

Go well and be lucky.



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/saturday-morning-missive/