The problem with David Pleat
Begins when he starts to bleat
Not a pundit I’d particularly like to meet
As his voice reminds me of steel on sleet
The punditry’s got me beat
His sentences are rarely complete
Have you heard his verbal mincemeat?
Lord help us when it’s an England defeat
Tactical talk leaves me deadbeat
After ITV promise a footy treat
A headcheck may reveal concrete
Remember the jigging Kenilworth Road athlete?
Idiosyncratic pronounciation of surnames is so offbeat
Just a dinosaur who is obsolete
© Emdad Rahman
http://www.footballpoets.org/p.asp?Id=18435
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