Mad Happenings And Strange Goings On. Poem by THE HOLY POET

Mad Happenings And Strange Goings On.



Whittaker pulled on his shirt that said "Rangers Till I Die"
Well Rangers died before him so he can walk on by
He'll take Stevie Naismith with him and can join the other three
Who wouldn't transfer contracts and more will walk, you'll see.
They've had their liquidation and their CVA was binned
And now it's come to light over there, that someone else has sinned
But it's just the same old sinner, correct, you've guessed it right
It's our own secret agent, the man they call Craig Whyte!
He's the International landlord who doesn't give a toss
He cares not for The SFA, he's the one who's boss,
I hope they don't get hold of him, they'll throw away the key
Or maybe they will crown him King for setting us lot free!
Us Lot are the SPL, the fans and all their clubs
And the name that we are missing will be playing local pubs.
St. Johnstone and The Dons came out, sealing Rangers fate
Will that condemn them to lower leagues? I guess we'll have to wait.
What's this with Division One? They cannot put them there!
A newco with no history, would others think that fair?
All new clubs must start in the Third, can they change laws at a whim?
What they'll do for Sevco, they would not for a Tim!

The Holy Poet.

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