World Poetry Day

[FuzzyDuck]

I saw something on twitter about world poetry day.  I wrote this a year or so ago, hope you like it

DONNY 'TIL I DIE

Jefferey, Williams, Doherty, Gregg
Elwiss, O’Callaghan and Kitchen
Peacock, Miller, Snodins Harle
Buckley, Brevett and Rankine
Names echoed around Belle Vue Ground
Doncaster Rovers – Small but proud

Small and proud but wanting to grow
Not so easy without cash flow
So there came a man with moneybags
He’d got it all from fiddling the nags.
Things started smelling not so good
Players sold, brought in dead wood
Main stand burned
Managers sacked
Matches lost
Moneybags packed
Angry fans scream and shout
Bottom of the league
Down and Out

Adie Mike, Darren Moore
Prince Moncrieffe and Martin Paul
Steven Sanders, Robert Pell
Kerry Dixon, manager in hell
Not such happy Donny folk
Doncaster Rovers – Football joke.

A football joke but no one laughs
The club is dying, nothing funny about that
Along came Ryan, a long time fan
To turn things around, he was our man.
Four pledges made, ambitious and bold
He’d bring Donny back from the cold,
Old heroes returned, Ian and Glynn
They started rebuilding some players brought in
Better team
Starts to grow
Slow but sure
Improvements show
Downward slide
Now abated
For a non-league side
Rovers are rated

Ian Duerden, Simon Shaw
Atkins, Walling and Gill
Simon Marples, Barry Miller
Paterson, Warren and Fell
Rovers fans start to sing
Doncaster Rovers – Phoenix rising

A phoenix rising but not yet risen
At least old moneybags is locked in prison
David Penney taken out of the team
To take the reigns driving Ryan’s dream
And so we climbed with football bold
To gain a chance of play-off gold.
Chester, Penalties
What a close call
Britannia Stadium
Great hope for all
Greeny, Morley
Two in the net
But stubborn Daggers make us sweat
Extra time with heart and soul
Franny Tierney – Golden goal

Tristram Whitman, Gregg Blundell
Ravenhill, Ryan and Tierney
The great Paul Barnes, young Paul Green
Allbrighton, Doolan and Morley
The team now has a winning knack
Doncaster Rovers -. Good to be back.

Good to be back but what to do now?
The media think we’re sure to go down
But Penney he makes the vital signs
Going back down is not in our minds
Attacking football no lack of skill
From conference darkness comes iron-clad will
So what to do now, we’ll win this thing
Lets go up again we’re not joking
Play-off champs
Soon pace-setters
Climbing the league
It just gets better
4 to nil
Barnsley get beat
First time back
Oh how sweet
Looks good now
Promotion sealed
Win the league
Hull City yield

Steven Foster, Fortune-West
McIndoe, Mulligan, Green
Andy Warrington, Gregg Blundell
Whetear, Marples and Brown
Days are back that were long gone.
Doncaster Rovers – Up from Three to One..

Three to one in a mighty stride
A fitting tribute for this great side
A cup run’s next, the mighty fall
Penney goes a shock for all
Sean O’Driscoll, the next in line
Quiet, respected dignified
In the league, not quite there
So sites are set on Silverware
Pen v Crewe
Heffernan
Destination
Millenium
Forte, Heffs
In a hurry
But fighting Pirates
Make us worry
Extra time
Graham Lee
From Thornton’s corner
Makes it three
Whistle to lips
Time is up
Donny win the paint pot cup.

Sullivan, Forte, Jimmy O’Connor
Thornton Roberts and Lee
Sean McDaid, JJ Price
Sully, Copps and Green
Silverware in a trophy cabinet
Doncaster Rovers – with a winning habit.

A winning habit that’s not yet gone
Is a useful thing in league one
No outside bets Now real contenders
The championship is where Sean will send us
With sound defence we set a pace
It looks very much like second place
But very last game a relegated team
Survives and shakes the Donny dream
Southend in play-offs
Copps scores three
On our way to Wemberlee
Mighty Leeds stand in our way
It falls for Hayter
To make them pay
So ten years after down and out
Four pledges achieved without a doubt
Best we’ve been four fifty years
Thanks John Ryan, hear our cheers

Sullivan, Hayter, Matt Mills, Green
Wellens, Heffs and Stock
Martin Woods, JJ Price
Locky, McCammon and Guy
Old fans shed joyful tears
Doncaster Rovers – Best since 50 years

That was 50 years ago
When Ryan first saw the Rovers show
He fell in love like us all
With that game they call football
So is this where the fable ends?
Is this as high as we go?
Will we remain a championship team?
My friends, nobody knows
What the future brings no one can say
We’ll just love the way they play
Maybe one day in the top class
Or maybe this great success will pass
Only one thing I can with crossed heart say
I think of the Rovers everyday
So I’ll leave you with a small tear in my eye
Doncaster Rovers – Til I die.

[Arsenal Of The North]

1 word... BRILLIANT!

[Dutch Uncle]

Love it Fuzzy

While we are airing old ditties - here's the version of Bohemian Rhapsody I wrote during our first season back in the League- I called it 'Rhapsody in Red'

Is this the Conference?
Is this the Football League?
Caught in a firewall
No escape from Margate and Leigh
Open your mouth
Roll up to Belle Vue and sing
I'm just a Reds fan, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy cry, easy moan
I sing away, not at home
Anywhere the team plays, doesn't really matter to me

Macca, just skinned a man
Put the ball on Leo's head
Nodded down, it's one-nil Gregg;
Rovers, game has just begun
And now we've gone and blown them all away
Rovers – oo-oo-oo-oo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If we're not up again this time next season
Conference gone, conference gone; nothing really matters

Too late, our time had come
Red Ken sent us down the drain
Conference calling out our name
Goodbye, everybody, we had to go
Had to leave you all behind to face Barrow
Rovers oo-oo-oo-oo
I don't want to fold
I sometimes wish I'd never been Red at all
Carry on, carry on

I see a grand old benefactor of a man
JR Ryan, JR Ryan will you save us from inferno
Foster and Albrighton, very very frightening, me
Gregg & Leo, Gregg & Leo
Gregg & Leo, Adebayo
Gregg & Leo, McIndoooo….Rigoglio-oo-oo-so

But I'm just a popsider, nobody loves me
He's just a popsider, from a poor pub team
Give him a chance in a new stadium
Easy cry, easy moan
Richardson! No – we will not let you go – let him go
Richardson! We will not let you go – let him go
Richardson! We will not let you go – let him go
Will not let you go – oo-oo-oo
No, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let him go
Beelzebub has a devil set aside for Ken
For Ken
For Ken

So you think you can burn us and spit in our eye
So you think you can screw us and leave us to die
Oh Kenneth – can't do this to us Kenneth
We're gonna get out, we're gonna get right out of here

Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Rovers really climbing
Penney he will see
Rovers really climbing, out of Division three.

[RobTheRover]

I'm sure I read that in here...

[FuzzyDuck]

Love it Dutch

I tried to just read it and ended up singing it!

[Hag]

Both excellent