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Sunday Morning Blues (sic)!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Holy Ghost jumps in the air*
As Rosy Lee brews up*
‘Sundays’ spread out on the chair
Predict our chase is cut.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I haven’t seen a game this term
So I’d rather hold my tongue
Inspecting buys is how one learns
If honours will be won.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I’ve digressed from where I started
When I set out on this rhyme
Indeed I’m feeling somewhat thwarted
I missed a moment etched in time.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I was in the wilds of Gloustershire, and sighting
Jangling Morris Dancers by the score
When Fulham Road raptured delighting
A beaming John Obi Mikel – as he broke his duck and scored!

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Notes

*First two lines are Cockney Slang. Holy Ghost is toast and Rosy Lee is tea.

A moment to treasure and remember. After how many games?
Jose! Here’s our new centre forward, go on give him a chance!

Everyone else has been give a shot (sic) at it ain’t they?
Carefree…..braised in Celery.Go well, be lucky, and keep smiling.
Peace. Kev.

Editor: Hey Kev.great to have you back….Wish I’d known you were around…..text me next time… I was on in the Subscription Rooms 3pm-4pm (free) doing my poems and songs with Jeff my guitarist for Peace One Day…yes the very place all the Morris Dancers were outside!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/sunday-morning-blues-sic/