Food for thought.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Beneath the shadow of St James’ Park
We run our fast food van
On the same spot for Forty Years
Me and ‘Wor Lass’ Fran
We have seen so many players,
Managers come and go
And for the last Eleven seasons
Trades been pretty slow
And just when we were thinking
It is time to chuck it in
The club announced just recently
They are bringing back our King
Now the Toon Army’s keen as our mustard
With special K now back
And it wont be long until we Ketch-up
And Kevin pops by for a snack.


Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/food-for-thought-3/