An end of season poem dedicated to Everton and the Grand Old Team forum, by Paris.

[Paris]

In the realm of football's grand stage,
Where heroes clash and legends engage,
A tale unfolds, with twists and turns,
Of a team's journey, for which the heart yearns.

Everton, the Grand Old Team so true,
Faced trials and tribulations, they knew, The battle for survival,
oh so tough, But they emerged victorious, strong and enough.

Amidst the tension and nail-biting fears,
Hope glimmered, wiping away all tears, For in the end, the joy was profound,
As Everton's triumph echoed all around.

The Grand Old Team internet forum, a place, Where passions run deep,
emotions embrace, The fans gathered, anxiously discussing the fate,
Of their cherished team, each post they create.

And there, amidst the virtual cheers,
Resounded relief, dispelling all fears,
The joyous celebration, like a roaring tide,
As survival secured, they couldn't hide.

Oh, the relief that washed over their souls,
As Everton's fate, they finally controlled,
The ecstasy of victory, like a sweet refrain, Echoed through the forum,
free from any strain.

And let's not forget, for it's quite a tale,
Of the pigeons, who wandered, without fail,
Everton found them, in flight they soared,
A symbol of triumph, forever adored.

So here's to Everton, the heroes we adore,
For securing their place, and so much more,
To the Grand Old Team forum, where passions unite,
And to the joy and relief that shines so bright.

For in the realm of football's grand stage,
Everton's triumph will forever engage,
A testament to strength, unity, and might,
In the hearts of fans, burning ever so bright.

 

[Yarrgh]

17/20.

 

[malfosse]

Inspired by "The Wanderer" an old English poem
Where is Calvert- Lewin
Where are his providers
Where are the giver of goals
Where are the board
Where are the joys on the pitch

Be gentle with me.

 

[Tommy Chong]

Inspired by "The Wanderer" an old English poem
Where is Calvert- Lewin
Where are his providers
Where are the giver of goals
Where are the board
Where are the joys on the pitch

Be gentle with me.

Seems we have a few William Wordsworth’s in our midst…

 

[Daveysgingerlovechild]

Gobshites are red, good un's are blue
No matter what, Everton we luv u!

 

[everton fan number one]

Can you make it into a Haiku?

 

[FrenchDarrenBent]

Gobshites are red, good un's are blue
No matter what, Everton BOOOOOOOOO!

Correction

 

[DualityNSNO]

Arsed reading all that


BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

 

[PITA]

Arsed reading all that


BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

0/10. It doesn't rhyme.

 

[JLW]

One in the pink
Two in the stink

EV-ER-TON

 

[JimmyJeffers]

@maccavennie is an actual song writer IRL. He doesnt like to talk about it but had a hand in many hit records from the 80s

 

[maccavennie]

@maccavennie is an actual song writer IRL. He does t like to talk about it but had a hand in many hit records from the 80s

Thanks for the kind words Jimmy but as you know, I don't like to talk about cos I'm

Too shy shy
Hush hush
Eye to eye
Too shy shy
Hush Hush
Eye to eye

 

[DavidH]

What ever happened to Gary Cooper

The strong, limerick type

 

[perth_blue]

Would sound great if sung by Cannibal Corpse

 

[gonetomorrow]

Boo to the Villa and the Palace too.
Boo to the Mancs both red and blue.
Boo to all the pundits who talk a load of s****
Boo to VAR - they seldom get it right.
Hurrah to Jordan Pickford whose saves have kept us in it,
Abdoulaye Doucouré who scored the goal to win it.
Hurrah to all us Toffees who suffered sleepless nights,
But most of all hurrah to big Sean Dyche!