They Won’t. Will They. No?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 So you’re tired
Of his beautiful pass it and move
The stability brought to your club.
The same man you hired
Who made sure that you’ve
Danced down roads of success with your love.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Yet last night’s debacle
Is par for the course
Every fan knows that in spades.
When you’re winning you forego
Thoughts of boring score draws
Or that night we woz meullered by Bayern

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The North London purist
Has been spoilt for choice
At the fare this Alsatian served up.
As his young team consisting
Of men, mostly boys
Go on a best grasp it soon search for cups

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 When our great days of glory
Lie etched in the past
We crave new success and right now.
Should our rivals shout ”Boring”?
We’ll show them we’re class
And our history with: when, where and how.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 So to back him or sack him
That’s the conundrum
The Emirates faithful now face.
Me? I’d hail him an hackney
Take him over to West London
Sign him up in a real coup de grace!



This Alsatian (or native of Alsace, I really love them new beer ads by the way Eric) bloke Arsene Wenger despite his brilliant Corporal Klinger (from ITV’s Hogans Hero’s) “I See Nothing” impersonation is a real class act.

So to all them whining Gooners who don’t want him any more. I know a football club a short hop across London who’d welcome him with open arms.

“Roman get on the dog and bone now son, find out what’s happening over at The Library!” Three coaches in one season is nothing to us!


Go well and be lucky.



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/they-wont-will-they-no/