Post by cuzzwhitchurch on Feb 8, 2005 16:38:23 GMT 1
it's a long time since i've written
but i've not been feeling great
i've felt weaker than a kitten
in a right and proper state
it started off at crimbo
when the fat bloke never came
up at Bury-stuck in limbo
when the town bus did the same
then quaker oats and weetabix
were gobbled up with glee
a christmas tally six from six
i'm fitter than a flea
but very soon i'm down again
results don't go our way
amazing how eleven men
in blue make life so grey
it started off with sweating
and my pulse began to race
how anxious i was getting
and the blotches on my face
my hands had started shaking
and my knees began to creak
my 3 braincells were aching
mind was willing,flesh was weak
boils as big as tennis balls
were hanging from my skin
i worked out this is what befalls
a fan whose team can't win
my vision went all fuzzy
i'd got shivers down my back
the missus told me "Cuzzy!"
get yourself off to the quack
his stethascope was freezing
as he put it on my chest
i sat there pale and wheezing
knackered,sickly and depressed
i thought "i'm going bonkers"
as i felt completely off
then he grabbed me by the conkers
and demanded sternly "cough!"
my attempt was so half-hearted
but the best that i could do
then i arched my back and farted
and then promptly followed through
i sat there all embarrased
with my undies full of gunge
as the doctor pale and harrased
wiped the chair down with a sponge
well,my anal halitosis
he politely overlooked
then he gave his diagnosis
saying "listen Cuzz-you're fu**ed
although your sample came back clear
i've got some rotten news
there's something you won't want to hear
your problem is the Shrews
to get you right from head to toes
you need to see them win
and if they do against the o's
your treatment will begin"
so feeling fraught and nervous
i stood quaking in the stands
but the voice of Ryan Jervis
seemed to calm my shaking hands
the first half was a tight affair
but Stitch got us the lead
with three more goals a win was there
from illness i was freed!
i wasn't feeling half as wrecked
and free from harm and pain
with help of the 3d effect
of Darren,Dave and Duane
so if you're feeling sickly
and you don't know what to do
get your coat and go down quickly
to the ground at SY2
'coz Gary and his merry men
will get you on the mend
and help to put you right again
i swear they'll help you friend!!
but i've not been feeling great
i've felt weaker than a kitten
in a right and proper state
it started off at crimbo
when the fat bloke never came
up at Bury-stuck in limbo
when the town bus did the same
then quaker oats and weetabix
were gobbled up with glee
a christmas tally six from six
i'm fitter than a flea
but very soon i'm down again
results don't go our way
amazing how eleven men
in blue make life so grey
it started off with sweating
and my pulse began to race
how anxious i was getting
and the blotches on my face
my hands had started shaking
and my knees began to creak
my 3 braincells were aching
mind was willing,flesh was weak
boils as big as tennis balls
were hanging from my skin
i worked out this is what befalls
a fan whose team can't win
my vision went all fuzzy
i'd got shivers down my back
the missus told me "Cuzzy!"
get yourself off to the quack
his stethascope was freezing
as he put it on my chest
i sat there pale and wheezing
knackered,sickly and depressed
i thought "i'm going bonkers"
as i felt completely off
then he grabbed me by the conkers
and demanded sternly "cough!"
my attempt was so half-hearted
but the best that i could do
then i arched my back and farted
and then promptly followed through
i sat there all embarrased
with my undies full of gunge
as the doctor pale and harrased
wiped the chair down with a sponge
well,my anal halitosis
he politely overlooked
then he gave his diagnosis
saying "listen Cuzz-you're fu**ed
although your sample came back clear
i've got some rotten news
there's something you won't want to hear
your problem is the Shrews
to get you right from head to toes
you need to see them win
and if they do against the o's
your treatment will begin"
so feeling fraught and nervous
i stood quaking in the stands
but the voice of Ryan Jervis
seemed to calm my shaking hands
the first half was a tight affair
but Stitch got us the lead
with three more goals a win was there
from illness i was freed!
i wasn't feeling half as wrecked
and free from harm and pain
with help of the 3d effect
of Darren,Dave and Duane
so if you're feeling sickly
and you don't know what to do
get your coat and go down quickly
to the ground at SY2
'coz Gary and his merry men
will get you on the mend
and help to put you right again
i swear they'll help you friend!!