Brownie was in for the Fleetwood and Limerick managers jobs

There was a young lady called Hilda
Went out on a date with a builder
She asked if he could
He said that he would
And he did - and he nigh-on killed 'er

 

There once was a thread about Brown
That got more off topic the further it went down
Please get back on the subject
We haven't had a poem that's good yet
There's surely more to be said about Brown

 

There was a young fellow called Perce
Who attempted to speak out in verse
He never stopped puffing
About Brown, Jimmy and Duffen
And his mood got steadily worse

 

As we sat at the top of the table
Phil Brown became more unstable
His clothing was shocking
He shagged Carly Duffen
And Pearson thought him unable

When we beat Arsenal away
It was truly a fabulous day
Phil Brown was our king
On the pitch he would sing
He was truly a legend I’d say

With Brown it was never a bore
The best trip it was that I’m sure
A clown for the press
He got in a mess
And Pearson then showed him the door

 

There was a young man named Phil Brown
At times he acted the clown
He learnt from Big Sam
But then Went down the pan
Next week he'll be at Brid Town
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Phil Brown was once our main man
He loved a bloody good tan
Got his kit off for cash
Subbing Geo was rash
Now hardly anyones a fan

 

There was a chap called Perce
And to mention the Pearsons would make him curse
But he seems to forget
What most of us regret
When things under Brownie got worse.

 

I believe that Limerick were also after Peter Taylor.

 

As a Manager Phil Brown never caught on
For he had a long leg, and a short one
He made up for the loss
With a dick like an 'oss
And a f@rt like a 500 Norton.

 

Seems he's decided against Limerick.

http://www.herald.ie/sport/soccer/exhull-boss-brown-turns-down-limerick-3324388.html?

 

... no rhyme or reason for Limerick ... but wait ..

Although orange this strange bloke's called Brown
He ended up taking Hull down
He played fast and loose
'thos he's prettier than Bruce
but which one is more of a clown?

 

... just wouldn't have had the same kudos if it had involved a Lambretta ...

 

Phil Brown wasn’t much of a neg
But he managed like the Curate’s Egg
He started so well
But was too much of a Swell
And now for a job he must beg.

With style Phil Brown could wear Brogue
Some thought him a loveable rogue
He started with pace
Losing the plot in the race
Quickly becoming our drogue

 

Phil Brown picked his teams on a whim
In football so sure he would swim
The fans started to think
That with him we would sink
Not a star but an over-sized Quim