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Twas grim in March at Ashton Gate,

without a win or draw of late,

The fans they whinged and moaned and screamed,

but the wheels fell off the red machine.

We want wilson out,the fans they shouted louder,

Give us Rosenior,Ferguson or Carlton Palmer,

"We must do owt" says Wilson to the board,

Well free Super Scott from the reading hordes.

And back he came, the prodigal son,

Back to the same faces, the manager looking glum,

And with two disciples,rougier and Caskey,

and a years supply of pie and pasty.

And then came the Vale,a chance to put it right,

The boys tried hard, but the tactics were shite...

Theres nowt wrong!,was Wilsons cry,

"The referee was whistle shy..."

"Its our cup final!,Wilson was heard to say,

another one of his favourite cliches,

Well put Butler up front,Lee Miller cant stay,

The peacock can play in his usual way...."

And the fateful day came,the teams looked fit,

Holloway spouting all kinds of Bullsh§t,

People arrived from far and wide,

QPR fans didnt know where to hide..

The whistle blows,but hey whats is it?

Both teams are´wearing the same coloured kit..

whispered barlow to wilson Twas all my idea

"designed to cause confusion and fear.."

Play on says the ref, no need to worry,

And then there was a goal mouth flurry,

From Tommy to Brian, what a great pass,

Weve Scored, its in off Tony Thorpes arse..

One nil to the city,the red army cheers,

But Holloways team have nothing to fear,

"We'll do you yet" was Furlongs boast,

And the ball whistled in off Phillips right hand post..

"Eureka" says Wilson,"theyve come for a draw"

Tell the lads to keep playing as they are, p%ss poor,

We'll change the formation, put tinman out wide,

The fans screamed abuse, Frank Barlow just sighed.

Its the eighty ninth minute, need a goal but when?

Hang on,the referees blown for a pen.....

Up steps the Tinman and hits the ball,thwack.

like the one last year that sank the cardiff tw$ts...

So there it is, 2-1 to the city,

Holloway sacked, a terrible pity,

The teams on the up,the city will rule,

lets hope we're not the April fools.

:dunno::D:cool:

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Try this one:-

If we didn't laugh, our hearts would break,

With the ups and downs we have had to take.

Supporting City's not an easy task,

Consistancy is all we ask.

We know the talent that we possess,

We know the target, more or less,

Its leadership we seem to lack,

Someone strong, to lead this attack.

Someone fearless at our helm,

To inspire and encourage all our men,

Who will put his personal hang-ups aside,

Play the team who will play with pride.

Once this is achieved, and the team united,

We will have more cause to get excited.

Respect will be restored, both in team and out.

Then we can again, proudly sing, and shout.

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