Crap Poem: Relegation Six-Pointer

This is a Poem about Kean people and six-pointers and that…yeah. 

Bolton vs Blackburn, Trotters vs Rovers. 

It’s winner takes all…not a game for pushovers. 

For the players it’s a race against time, for the manager a race against the sack. 

No doubt any decision with be influenced by some journalist hack. 

So, to cut a long story short that Coyle bloke did a funny jig. 

Whereas the Blackburn fans called for Kean’s head, which isn’t Big. (not like that old Sam bloke)

The LMA and Harry complained that they were ‘owt ov orrrwwdaaa’ !

But hey, he’s only lost the three points, it’s not a bloody six-pointer (because you can’t get six points…it’s a silly saying brought to you by idiots like Alan Hansen and that. The End) 

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