My final offering in the carol department, this year. (to the tune: Hark the herald angels sing) Hark, the Carrow choir sings Of the glory Lambert brings, Peace is back and here to stay I´m sure many too would say, Joyful all our fans arise Joining in with the high-fives While those at the top proclaim This club deserves to have some fame, Hark! the Carrow choir sings "Glory to our new found King" There´s no doubt that he´s adored By the many friends he´s scored, Not least now on this new tier Where he´s finding a new gear, And his team for all to see Play the game delightfully Pleased to a man they can tell We are each week, as they do well, Hark! the Carrow choir sings "Glory to our new found King" And as we approach Yuletide There´s no sign that we will slide, But we know the New Year brings Often days which clip ones wings, Mild, though he appears to be I´m sure if necessary He can raise the roof indeed So that the rest of them take heed, Hark! the Carrow choir sings "Glory to our new found King" ILWT
Very nice, rbf, and now I'm truly in the festive spirit, time for a mince pie and a glass of mulled wine.
