Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, No, it wasn´t yesterday, but nor was it atrocious So far this year´s been a joy, with goals and wins to follow, Nothing like the Premier League which leaves me feeling hollow Here, at least, we have the feeling of being competitive, There, it´s boring, each week, as defeats become repetitive Here, there is a winning chance in each and every game, There, avoiding getting thumped, would be our only aim Here, we can bring youngsters through against the smaller fry, There, we feel the only way, is buy and buy and buy So, on this, an autumn Sunday, before more Cup cheer, In May time, I see no reason why we can´t be up there But whether, if that is the case, we´ll find any enjoyment, Is hard to tell, as it is for any in new employment.
Well, if you´re prepared to try, Mr Lines, you can nearly always find a silver lining to even the most threatening, rain-filled clouds.
