My new poem for Dominic Calvert-Lewin
Oh Dom I'm glad you're back
Cos without you we are cack
I fear Dyche may get the sack
But with you he'll get some slack
Oh Dom please score a winner
So we can enjoy our dinner
With stress I'm getting thinner
"It's just a commercial" said Michael Winner
Blammo blammo Dom
You are the Lewin Bomb
I'd let you date my mum
And I'd be your new found son
ps I love you Dom, call me x
BW
maccavennie
Stop it now.
Bed.