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The 'Poetry banter' thread 18:24 - Sep 18 with 3004 views

I'll start us off, just join in with anything you can come up with. In the theme of twtd:

Roses are red,
I have two legs,
I'm just glad,
I don't have to eat J2Blue's eggs.

	“Our slick new attacking side is being outpassed and outmaneuvered by Ipswich” - West Ham Forum
Poll:	How do you think we will finish next season?

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 18:48 - Sep 18 with 2965 views

Blue_Order

Walked 4 miles and was late for the game
His dads in the south stand and mos is his name
They wouldn't let him in but he tried and he tried
Came onto the forum that evening and cried

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 19:16 - Sep 18 with 2933 views

mos

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 18:48 - Sep 18 by Blue_Order
Walked 4 miles and was late for the game His dads in the south stand and mos is his name They wouldn't let him in but he tried and he tried Came onto the forum that evening and cried

Winner.

	“Our slick new attacking side is being outpassed and outmaneuvered by Ipswich” - West Ham Forum
Poll:	How do you think we will finish next season?

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 19:56 - Sep 18 with 2899 views

Ryorry

The T-shirt of Evans

Had I the Evans' logo-d shirt
Enwrought with Marcus' blue and white
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and noon and the spot-light
I would spread the T-shirts under his feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under Evans' feet
Tread softly Marcus, for you tread on my dreams.

(with apologies to W.B. Yeats')

'The Cloths of Heaven'

'Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.'


Poll:	Why can't/don't we protest like the French do? ðŸ¤”

on 20:10 - Sep 18 with 2876 views

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 20:23 - Sep 18 with 2846 views

The_Romford_Blue

on 20:10 - Sep 18 by _

Can you stop all the talk about Benters' jacksie
Or you'll give him some flashbacks of him, crunch and taxi

Poll:

Would you take a draw tonight if offered right now?

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 20:24 - Sep 18 with 2842 views

jeera

Our wonderous country, our beautiful land,
Has much to speak of, so proudly we stand
Wars we’ve fought, poets we’ve mustered
Boast culinary delights, crÃ¨me anglaise,
Otherwise known as custard

And here we can say loudly, once again
From Romford, we gave birth to a new creator
Of the finest foodstuff
This side of the equator

Poll:

Xmas dinner: Yorkshires or not?

on 20:26 - Sep 18 with 2836 views

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 20:23 - Sep 18 by The_Romford_Blue
Can you stop all the talk about Benters' jacksie Or you'll give him some flashbacks of him, crunch and taxi

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 21:06 - Sep 18 with 2796 views

WeWereZombies

With apologies to the estate of Stevie Smith:

Nobody heard him, the Town fan,
But still he lay moaning:
Skuse was much further out than you thought
And not holding but scoring.

Poor chap, he always loved griping
And now he’s stuffed
It must have been too dull for him his heart gave way,
They said.

Oh, no no no, it was too dull always
(Still the Town fan lay moaning)
Skuse was much too far out all the games
Though not scoring but holding.

Poll:

How will we get fourteen points from the last five games ?

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 21:18 - Sep 18 with 2767 views

Dyland

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 21:06 - Sep 18 by WeWereZombies

Aloft
In the loft
Sits Benters
He is soft

Poll:

Does a Season Ticket include away matches?

The 'Poetry banter' thread on 21:20 - Sep 18 with 2764 views

BLUEBEAT

I call this submission 'No Ex-Skuses'
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When I walk through the pitch,
I get stuck in the middle,
I can't see your ball,
I don't know your ball.

When I walk through the pitch,
I get stuck in the middle,
I can't see your pass,
I don't know your pass.

Why won't you pass me the ball?
Even if it takes you a day,
Keep on passing higher.

I'm always picked home and away,
Mick will pick me all day,
Keep on patching over.

Hey, pick me,
Picking on your own reality.

When I walk through the pitch,
I get stuck in the middle,
I can't see your pass,
I don't know your pass.

When I walk through the pitch,
I get stuck in the middle,
I can't see your ball,
I don't know your ball.

Why won't you sub me today?
Make me sub for a day,
Keep on praising me higher.

Hey, praise me,
Pretending I'm your own reality.

[Chorus to fade]
Hey, praise me,
Pretending I'm your own reality.................