Working Class Poet.

Come On You Know

Put on the lickle keckle
And make yourself a brew
Let us reminisce
About a Fenners’ character or two

Big Stan Hibbert
Comedy with equal cheek
Velour suit, would take his pint for a spin
He’s here all week

Ref watch in the carpark
Parka on and stance to match
A blow of the whistle in the sunshiiiiine
Pierluigi Collina – not a patch

What a man – Barry Proudfoot
Part-time driving instructor
Full trackie complete with loafers
Ya proper wheeler dealer

Manc man’s dancing unrivalled
Would make Baby Elvis look a fool
As well as Johnny, Johnny Stones
All whilst wearing a cagoule

Compliments of “Bowling Warney!”
Mixed with vigorous ball shining techniques
Enthusiasm stew for the pre-match meal
As Aussie Cricket piques

It’s his way or the freeway with Bob Bradley
Players always in for a treat
Be sure to stay clever and keep them together
Or it’s megnuts – so sweet!

You could just go on and on
There’s countless variations
Nothing but laughter and good times had
Watching John Fendley’s wonderful creations

by Working Class Poet

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