Poem for Blackswan (about our true rivals)

In deep south Alabama, the whites hate the Blacks,
But we hate Bristol City more than we hate the Jacks.
You see, on our radar, the Jacks aren't on our scope,
Because without us to look upto, I'm sure they can't cope.
But you, Brizzle City, you, Worzel Gummage,
We hate you more than those who in bins they do rummage.
Yes, you drive trakkers, down in the west,
But at least you don't f**k your sisters and commit incest.
So thats why we all hate you more,
Our rival with the gypo's is such a bore.
It is you and not Swansea we really detest,
Because unlike them, you give us more of a test!!

Never had a poem written for me.Not by another fella anyway.

Guess i should thank you,so errrm thanks

Pile of shit btw

Never had a poem written for me.Not by another fella anyway.

Guess i should thank you,so errrm thanks

Pile of shit btw

Your brother doesn't get poetic on you before he penetrates you then??

Thanks for the constructive criticism.

f*cking class mr davies

Never had a poem written for me.Not by another fella anyway.

Guess i should thank you,so errrm thanks

Pile of shit btw

Your brother doesn't get poetic on you before he penetrates you then??

Thanks for the constructive criticism.

It was good,was pulling your leg

Never had a poem written for me.Not by another fella anyway.

Guess i should thank you,so errrm thanks

Pile of shit btw

Your brother doesn't get poetic on you before he penetrates you then??

Thanks for the constructive criticism.

It was good,was pulling your leg

I know, mun. Wasnt bad for three minutes work. Ask my mrs, I can get a lot accomplished in three minutes (or less)

The Gypos down west sex with their kin,
Then cook up their dinners with scraps from the bin.
They then get a buzz on and some glue they do sniff,
Then cry about the team from Cardiff.