THE HOLY POET
And The Winner Is? - Poem by THE HOLY POET
So Billy Ng wants a drink with McCoist
Praise will be heaped but concerns will be voiced
Renowned for their gambling in far off Singapore
It's one hell of a gamble when you don't know the score!
Two Scotch on the rocks and two bottles of Becks
And in true Scottish style, pays by Provident check
The barmaid just laughs, are you going to pay?
Aye, I'll square up the bill as soon as I'm paid.
Now a backseat's been taken by the immortal Blue Knights
With their flashing blue garters upon their blue tights
But the Shark mans come back and renewed his bid
And the pirannhas are waiting by the old coffin lid.
I see all you "Thinkers", guessing who'll win
As you drag up your knuckles to rest on your chin
Rodin would be proud of that calculus stare
It's a pity your suitors are full of fresh air.
Craig Whyte's taking nothing and hopes this will help
But there's 3 million owing to his cons, Duff and Phelps
Why pay that to bury Rangers FC
When thousands of others would do this for free?
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