Poetry

Hartlepool United

Hartlepool United, in teal they stand, On Victoria’s hallowed, windswept sand. The Monkey Hangers roar from the stand, A chorus fierce, a loyal band. Through rain‑slicked pitch and winter’s bite, They chase the

Wolverhampton Wanderers

At Molineux’s hallowed, historic ground, Where black and gold in pride are bound, The Wanderers stride with steady tread, A chorus roaring, voices fed. From Stafford’s streets to Midland’s sprawl, They chase the

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

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