11 hours ago
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league downward,
All in the Stadium of Kassam
The Baggies floundered.
"Forward the Shite Brigade!
Charge for the goal!"
In the Stadium of Kassam,
That woeful shithole.
Was there a man dismayed?
Swiftly they countered.
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to fracture a thigh.
In the Stadium of Kassam
The Baggies floundered.
Oxen to right of them,
Oxen to left of them,
Oxen in front of them
Volleyed and headed;
Stormed at with shot and pass,
Badly they played, alas
Weapons-grade laughing gas
Couldn't dull what we dreaded.
Now they must charge again,
To thankless Bramall Lane
There to perform like drains,
Damn how it might be played.
Make now an orison
To Cyrille and Laurie, son
For big James Morrison:
And forward the Shite Brigade!
Half a league downward,
All in the Stadium of Kassam
The Baggies floundered.
"Forward the Shite Brigade!
Charge for the goal!"
In the Stadium of Kassam,
That woeful shithole.
Was there a man dismayed?
Swiftly they countered.
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to fracture a thigh.
In the Stadium of Kassam
The Baggies floundered.
Oxen to right of them,
Oxen to left of them,
Oxen in front of them
Volleyed and headed;
Stormed at with shot and pass,
Badly they played, alas
Weapons-grade laughing gas
Couldn't dull what we dreaded.
Now they must charge again,
To thankless Bramall Lane
There to perform like drains,
Damn how it might be played.
Make now an orison
To Cyrille and Laurie, son
For big James Morrison:
And forward the Shite Brigade!
"I would rather spend a holiday in Tuscany than in the Black Country, but if I were compelled to choose between living in West Bromwich or Florence, I should make straight for West Bromwich." - J.B. Priestley
