To the Rebel Army

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Would you not come up and support us in the Final,
And see what glory days are all about?
We know your dreams all went down the urinal,
But why not give yourselves a great day out?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I bet you went ahead and booked the coaches,
So confident were you of getting through,
But now as the momentous day approaches,
What should the poor old Rebel army do?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We know you’re peeved that City keep on flopping,
Frustrated that results don’t match the talk,
So come up here and do some comfort shopping,
And buy the things you cannot get in Cork.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Come up and follow Shels for one day only,
We’ll let you share a bit in our success.
No point in staying home all sad and lonely,
We’ll help to snap you out of your distress.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Yes, Shelbourne welcomes all you football rebels,
Although you might feel somewhat out of place.
Just close your ears to all this talk of trebles,
We’ll try hard not to say it to your face.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Imagine that you’re up here watching City,
And help make Tolka one great sea of noise.
We’ll greet you with great kindness, not with pity,
So sing your rural hearts out for the boys.



Expected to reach the Setanta Cup Final with ease, Cork lost at home to Portadown, giving Shels an unexpected Final date.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/to-the-rebel-army/