Noon.
Mark Bright panned in the middle
Roving something silly.
It is Derby day and you’re
Stepping out of Seven Sisters
With a thousand others.
Singing about Ossie and Ledley
And just wondering
If this is our year.
Nursing a beer,
I’m irritated on the sofa,
At the gormless opinions of elderly professionals.
As we start I
Scream and whimper
Get excited and presumptuous,
I always get presumptuous.
End up beat by Emmanuel
The fucker always scores past us.