Shouting, screamingFavourite teaming,Blokes and kids, faces beamingThe team kick off, in too tight kit‘He fouled him ref!, blind old git’The enemy scores, crowd roarsbreak the laws!They’re mental!Invading grassy shoresBut.It’s only a tame, meaningless gameBut not for, fans of our club, whoThinkThen drinkThen fartAnd drinkClubhouse barNo place aroundCan match the unbearable … [Read more...] about Football Fans, By: Chris Maples
Chris Maples
About Chris Maples
Chris is likely the tallest poet ever to have a poem published. Heavily influenced by Jon Cooper Clarke, he tries to find fun in the mundane. Chris is 53, father of four and far fatter than he wished.
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