Write a poem for the Blades....here's mine..

[broomhillblade]

There was an old fellow from Dore
Who said “I’m a Blade to the core
When I was a lad
I went with my dad
And enjoyed watching Hagan and Shaw”

 

[broomhillblade]

There was an old Blade from Crookesmoor
Who said “I don’t want to sound like a bore
But since I was a lad
I’ve seen good and bad
And a few who were shockingly poor.”

 

[Bladepicker]

Haiku:

They say that you won't,
Miss water until its gone.
I don't miss football heaven

Limerick:

There once was a striker called Oli.
Who joined us for lots of lolly.
Oh what a waste,
Said Dronny in haste,
Now Dronny looks a bit of a wally

Doggerel:

The lights of 'The Lane' are shining,
but theres no one entering the stands.
Behind closed doors they say but one is open.
It's the door operated by Sky.
Subscription football? I'd rather take my chances with the virus.

 

[freddyp]

The Owl stood on the rusty Kop
His lips were all a quiver
He gave a cough
The roof fell off
And floated down the river

 

[broomhillblade]

An old man from Sheffield Lane Top
Spent many great times on the Kop
There was nothing finer
Till a bug came from China
And the season had to come to a stop