How Do You Plead?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 ‘Ladies, gents of the jury
Prepare yourselves for this ghastly story.
‘Cause today we’ve brought before you all
a very poor fan of football.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A man who doesn’t go or much know or really care
Unless he’s told of what might unfold
From the comfort of his armchair.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Who confesses that on a Sunday he likes to do a spot of gardening
Get his callouses hardening
Or else simply do nothing

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Before giving his face a good stuffing
With the latest Sunday joint.
Whilst his team are scrapping
For a hard-earned point.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 He doesn’t think he should be down the lane
In the rain & snow
He says that’s just a lot of money down the drain
And that he’s got bills to pay, you know.’

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 ‘I’m sorry but football’s just not that thick in my blood.
That’s all I’ve got to say m’lud.’


Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/how-do-you-plead/