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Postby The Old TomCat » Fri Mar 08, 2019 2:12 pm

TheFarmcotian wrote:. It'll be here in a safe place over the next few days. and no - my old mate OTC - Poetry corner is not silly.

Perhaps I should have said Brexit debate is becoming overbearing especially on a football forum.
My point was that it has leeched out onto another thread.
The referee said he wanted all Brexit posts contained on one thread.

I'd much rather talk about football [FGR] any day than Brexit.
I'm looking forward to an away win at Morecambe, which should cheer everybody up on this forum. We all need it. :D

And because it is Poetry Corner, I'll add one of my favourites which might be appropriate to many Brexit posters:

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
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Postby voodoobluesman » Fri Jun 14, 2019 12:27 pm

• bloody plastics

we are fantastic
you are plastic.

nothing personal mate
it’s just we are great.
I’ve been going since 2008
when I was eight
and the crowds were four hundred and forty
yeah, that was me
in the black and white army
before the days of Dale V
and I kinda miss it you see.
my dad, my mates and me
and all that time over and over
the mighty Forest Green Rovers

I remember Rotherham under Jim.
with Fleetwood and Beesley we’d easily win
on a cold winters night at Ebbsfleet United
the small away following was so excited
oh how I miss those days
when it was so great to beat Grays

the cold shepherds pie
brings a tear to my eye
and the South Stand crowd were shouting out loud.

I know I wanted us to do well
but this, I can’t tell
you how great it is,
but sometimes something deep inside me does miss
the old days when I reminisce

you and I, will never be the same
even though we go to the same game
cause that’s where the similarities end
with me and you, your child and his friends.
and there you are
with your electric car
and this year’s shirt
you have never known the hurt

you see, in not really sure any more who I really am
I’m too old to be a kid and too young to be a man.

my Dad doesn’t go any more
his new wife won let him out the door
and my mates don’t always go
even though they say so

ally ally ally oh
ally ally ally oh
forest green fc
the black and white army

you never sing that song, never
and any way it would just be wrong.
‘cause when I look right into that singing throng
you know who I see?
yeah, my dad, my mates and me.

bloody plastics
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Postby TheFarmcotian » Thu Jul 11, 2019 9:19 pm

What can I say VBM. How marvellous to see my Poetry Corner back in use. And what a wonderful poem with which to welcome it's resurrection. Last season there was so much backbiting, sniping on this forum that at times the threads became unreadable. The last thing I wanted to do was to post. But it is great to see humour, proper wit and thought back. Let us see if we can generate more poems whether they be blank, rhymed or free. We could also do with some more songs if anyone fancies writing some catchy lyrics. I have decided to call us the GRevras. We look like zebras after all!

Here is one based on the Scarlet Pimpernel (with apologies to Baroness Orczy) to reflect the new kit which must surely disorientate our opponents and keep the flies off as well:

They seek them here, they seek them there
Those oppos seek them everywhere
Are they on the half way line or in the box?
Those damned elusive GRevras
They meddle with the rivals heads
Popping in and out between the blades of grass
Spoiling the rival manager's execution
Ha, what fun!

They seek them here, they seek them there
Those oppos can't find us anywhere
If you should see one, please do give an hussar!
Those damned elusive GRevras
They (insert name of favourite player) seek him here, they seek (insert name of favourite player) him there
Those full backs seek him everywhere
Oh, Rovers, how those oppos do implore you
Simply to stay home in bed
With all your camouflaged interference
It really does in our head!

They seek them here, they seek them there
The away team search them everywhere!
The strip give the oppos nothing but frustration
Stone me they are a spoilsport
Reduces us to damned subjugation
Our own game plan to thwart
They seek them here, they seek them there
Those losers seek them everywhere
Is he in on the half way line or in the box?
Those damned elusive GRevras

Let's really enjoy the season - whatever happens.
Time is but an illusion - lunchtime doubly so.
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Postby Timb » Thu Jul 11, 2019 10:06 pm

Hey Ho. Let's Go. Pure poetry.

Rock On.
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Postby Silver Surfer » Thu Jul 11, 2019 10:38 pm

Great to see such fresh and varied contributions.
No animals were harmed during the creation of this message, but some electrons became agitated.
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Postby Pitchfork » Fri Jul 12, 2019 7:33 am

Yeah long live this thread, another unique and inspiring feature of supporting FGR.

....and talking of wonderful verses, I went to see ‘Yesterday’ yesterday; if you lived through the era of listening to Beatles songs you will love it. Feel privileged to have heard the lyrics first time around and they felt as fresh as ever in Danny Boyle/Ricard Curtis’s film.
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Postby voodoobluesman » Fri Jul 12, 2019 10:04 am

Thanks F/C and everyone else. Let's keep this going.
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Postby Timb » Sat Jul 20, 2019 11:43 pm

We've got new thoughts, New ideas, it's all so groovy.

It's just a shame we've all seen the same old movie.

Another classic which may not apply to us.
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