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THE BLUES AT STAMFORD BRIDGE.

Jim Dolbear

Tuesday, April 15th, 2008

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Well I’ll jump off Wigan pier,
my goodness what have we here.
Chelsea took them for granted,
Heskey the ball he planted.
To equalise Chelsea’s goal,
Grant will soon be on the dole.
The writing is on the wall,
blues super stars must stand tall.
The fat lady clears her throat,
have they alas missed the boat,
It will still go to the wire,
now it leaves them to perspire.
You only reap what you sow,
the best team must be on show.
Rotation is for a wheel,
now left with a bitter pill.

Notes

Why not start with the best team establish a good lead and rotate from the bench. Alas logic is the art of reasoning.
jim.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-blues-at-stamford-bridge/