Kinder Magic

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 For years I’ve heard of FA Cup magic
As Norwich City dreams gathered dust
Our Cup runs remained almost static
Ancient trophies turned to rust

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The fabled trip to Wembley – I’ve never been
The strong Cup presence – I’ve never seen
The FA Cup mainly dresses in red or blue
It’s never worn our yellow and green

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 FA Cup memories for me are lean
I can’t tell you what it would mean
The recent silverware at Carrow Road
Consists of Delias fictional soup tureen

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Now gather round the TV
Our ball in ‘the hat’; excitement and caffiene
For the first time since 1995
We’re in the last sixteen

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Numbers in a velvet bag
Waiting to be drawn
Home or away, minnow or giant
Fifth round games are born

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Hurrah! We’ve got a home tie
I don’t know who to thank
But we’re playing Leicester City
And that Saturday won’t be blank



No blank Saturday for us then (unless the TV moguls step in). Should be a cracking tie, Leicester will fancy their chances and hopefully we’ll take ours.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/kinder-magic/