Are you wearing plus fours?
Well they look just the job
The tweeds with argyle socks
But you do look like a nob
Are you wearing plus fours?
Well they look just the job
The tweeds with argyle socks
But you do look like a nob
Young heroes returning
From a far
off foreign field
With hard
fought victory won
Where the
valiant refused to yield
Like heroes
from Homers Iliad
Exalted in
the legends
But in the
Germanic snows
The heroes
journey ends
As the Gods
of winter struck
Fire and
ice took its toll
And the
names were duly writ
Upon an
eternal honour roll
Geoff Bent,
Roger Byrne (Capt)
Duncan
Edwards, Billy Whelan
David Pegg,
Tommy Taylor
Mark Jones
and Eddie Colman
We didn’t think that life
Could
get any better
We
were young
Happy
and content
Kicking
footballs
Building
carts
Climbing
trees
Fishing
in the pond
Swimming
in the pool
Then
they came along
Distracting
us
With
their undulations
Their
cheap perfume
That
seemed so exotic
Walking
with their funny wiggles
Laughing
with their girlish giggles
And
the boyhood fun was over
No
more jumpers for goal posts
No
more war games in the woods
We
still played in the woods
But
then it was holding hands
Hugging
and snogging
And
playing with fun bumps
But no more jumpers for goal posts
My friend got a personal trainer
And trained
with him for a while
Starting a
year before his wedding
So I
questioned the length of the aisle
At the Winter Olympics Games
One of the
sponsors participating
Is a
pharmaceutical giant who
Are
sponsoring the Speed skating
Cinderella’s team is bottom of the league
Though it’s no surprise at all
When the princess in waiting
Keeps running away from the ball
Cinderella’s team is bottom of the league
They’re even lower than the bumpkins
But it’s obvious why they struggle
Because the team coach is a pumpkin
Santa’s Helpers have a cricket team
And they play when they can
They have no problem getting numbers
And the substitute is twelf man
Snowmen are rubbish at cricket
They only
play when the snow falls
Even then
they can’t hit the wicket
And they
keep bowling snow-balls
I know little about St Andrew
Other than a shared
name
With a famous Golf
course
So he must have liked
a game
Goalkeeper Bert Trautmann
Was from a different
age
When topflight players
Were not spoilt and
pampered
He didn’t live in a
mansion
Or have a selection of
sports cars
To get to work on
match days
From his home in
Stockport
To Maine road in
Manchester
He had to catch two
buses
It was a bad winter Olympics First it was the Luge I had a go at Then I found myself on thin ice Following some aggressive chat Th...