Murky Buckets (or Herr Flick)

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 action : hair flick
and zen it clicked
I wuz not ‘appy
I felt more dumped upon
zan ma cherie’s nappy

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 ‘ow could zey not see
zat I live and breathe
le football
zat ma joie de vivre
is ven I weave
in and out
between defenders so stout
zat I play le game
in a sartorial manner
zat all ze cut and dash
means so much more to me zan cash

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 some call me too flash
but what would zey know?
zeir wooden heads
cannot comprehend
zat when zey call me lumpy
ma mood turns to grumpy

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 allez
(or I’ll head to Calais)
l’apologie, toute suite
or ma dancing feet
so fleet of foot
will waltz away
and wiz a shrug
I’ll say au revoir, to Deadly Doug
and ee’s minions
wiz zeir sizeist opinions
ja mein herrs!
I give zem gyp
as zey flick, non, ‘ow you say, crack ze whip
not caring for my lip
zey tell me “zip it”
“you’re no whippet”

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 mais, j’aime pas, le shame
associated wiz ma name
‘big fat and round’
zey call me
yet still can I astound
as all fall before me
twisted and turned
non-plussed by ma shimmy
charmed, by snake-hips, in ma ‘umble opinion,
so adorably skinny

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 s’il vous plaît – love me, mes amis
forget ze hair
admire le flair
à gagner, Mrs Blair
and why? becoze I’m wurth eet!


à respos de U. Herbert-Ewe’s : Unbalanced – Misleading Faces

I started zis back zen, but “le football pen”, az stolen ma tunder!

Pseud à Nîmes

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/murky-buckets-or-herr-flick/