Poetry

Airdrieonians

Airdrieonians In Lanarkshire’s heart, where the Clyde winds slow, The Diamonds gleam ’mid the hum of the town, Excelsior’s floodlights paint the night a soft glow, As scarlet and white sweep gently down.

Braintree Town

Braintree Town, where Essex skies unfold, A quiet market place of brick and old. The high street hums with tea‑stained mornings, While cyclists glide past the council’s warnings. Rain‑kissed cobbles gleam beneath the lamplight, And

(Don't Tell Me About) Your Brand New Podcast

(Don’t Tell Me About) Your Brand New Podcast I hear the buzz of your fresh‑inked mic, the hype that spills like tea at five‑o’clock, each episode a promise, bright and slick, while I’m still

Emoji

In silent chats the emojis dance, A flash of colour, a fleeting glance, They speak where words may stumble, mute, A laughing face, a heart, a fruit. From telegraphs to touchscreen screens, These tiny signs

Cambridge United

In the amber glow of the Abbey Stadium, Cambridge United rise, a steady hum, Their shirts of amber, black, and white— A tapestry stitched with town‑bound pride. From the roar of the

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