It Stinks!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 With Pompey on the brink
and just about to sink
I couldn’t help but think
that maybe football stinks.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 With a nudge and a wink
Rooney’s in the pink;
for Pompey barely a chink
of light as they sink
into football’s abyss.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 When Rooney blows a kiss
we can boo, we can hiss
or berate him for a miss,
but if you want the truth it’s this:
Rooney’s reeled us in.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Pompey’s hopes look thin;
liquidation? It’s a sin.
Fans must ignore Wayne’s grin,
cheer, clap, make a din;
unite to save their club.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Aye here’s the rub:
the gossip from the pub,
Wayne Rooney’s just a cub
whilst Pompey are the hub
of a proud community.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 We must save Portsmouth FC;
they’re a part of history;
for this I make this plea
to use future transfer fees
to save clubs in trouble.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 We must unite at the double,
scratching heads and manly stubble
to keep clubs from the rubble
so as not to burst their bubble.
Play up Pompey!


Something deeply ironic about Pompey’s possible demise given the reports of Wayne’s new transfer deal. 250k a week anyone? More than enough to save most football clubs.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/it-stinks/