A Message To Mr. Abramovic

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 My friend Paul
Is football crazy
And more specifically ‘Fulham’ mad
And when he was a little lad, his Dad had to put him up on his shoulders
So that he could see.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Now that they are older
Nothing much has changed
Except Paul is 6 foot 3.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Because a football team’s like a family heirloom
Carried from the womb, right up in ’till the tomb
(Whenever that might be).

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 And I’m sure Paul will be down the Cottage in a few years time,
Giving his own son a spectacular view
Because you don’t choose your football team
They very much choose you.



You can throw as much money as you like @ a football team but you can’t buy a fanbase. That takes generations to evolve.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/a-message-to-mr-abramovic/