Havant the boys done well West Leigh’s finest journeyed up for the jolly boys jaunt
For a daytrip to the palaces of Anfield
Shaun Gale's paupers had won their right to showcase
On the finest football stage they would flaunt
Lo and behold; those darned Hawks left behind their etiquette
As the decorum instructions were ignored and ripped
The peers of the realm were given a 45 minute pasting
Someone remind that binman the script
The dream ends here King Gerrard had proclaimed
In the lead up to the greatest mismatch of all
An aristocratic red whirlwind in the second half
Ensured Beny left with the match ball
Pacquette hollered as the landed gentry exited
Potter yelped amidst the hullabaloo
Rafa’s upper crust had just scraped through
Thus averting their very own Waterloo
© Emdad Rahman
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