Crystal blade

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 There’s a new boss at the Palace
In his heart he’s still a Blade
Has he gained a poisoned chalice?
We know Neil, he ain’t afraid

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 He’ll do some wheelin’ and dealin’
Prima donnas he dislikes
Can’t stand their constant squealin’
So he’ll send them on their bikes

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 He’ll put opponents in their place
He’ll keep players on their toes
Warnock just gets in your face
And halfway up your nose.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 He ain’t no friend of referees
He’s often left perplexed
When their decisions do not please
He’ll offer them his specs

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 He’ll wind the Press up every week
Their questions aren’t refused
With tongue stuck firmly in his cheek
They end up more confused

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 So he hopes to wave his magic wand
And revive the Selhurst roar
Perhaps the players will respond
And the Eagles might just soar.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Since the glory days of Bright & Wright
They’ve hardly won a thing
If Neil ensures a future bright
‘Glad all Over’ they will sing.


Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/crystal-blade/