Poll Dancing

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Look at me! The referee!
I you glare, I might swear.
Look at me: I’m Graham Poll!
Clap your hands and sing along…

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 You paid your fee:
Come look at me!
Not Thierry Henry,
Or John Terry.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Cos I’m the best:
I dye my hair!
My whistle’s huge,
And I’m gonna blow it:
Not one, not two,
But three cards from me
Cos I’m the golden referee.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 la-la-la-la-la-dee-dee
I’m your favourite referee.


Don’t you hate it when referees steal the show? I’ve got nothing against referees – in fact I admire them for doing an impossible job: but there’s really no need for a select few of them to go on some middle aged power trip.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/poll-dancing/