Mr v Mrs

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Dad and me watched the game on TV
Eating beans and mash
He’s short of cash
But says he won’t run out of love for me

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Dad and me were number one fans
Sang till our throats were dry
We’d buy a programme, drink and a pie
Life was busy making other plans

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Dad and me don’t do matchdays now
We used to go home and away
Now that he’s signed by the CSA
Weekends kick off with a row



Saturday afternoon match. Access to kids but not to cash.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/mr-v-mrs/