1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 There’s rustling in the bush
by the training ground,
could it be a pesky fox
or a sniffing hound ?
There’s noise in that bush
probably just a bird,
or maybe the whistling wind
that we have all heard ?
There’s movement in that bush
guess it’s a feral cat ,
looking for a mouse
then again it could be a rat ?
There’s weird sounds in that bush
it’s sending the gaffer insane,
Frank Lampard is paranoid
but all we’re doing is trying to train.
There’s a human in that bush
now that is really sly,
been sent by Leeds United
he’s a bloody football spy !

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/spygate/