It´s that time of the year again When I ask you to take up your pen, And write a short piece As a Yuletide release Reflecting Adams and his men Or whatever else you can find With a Canary flavour in mind, Witty or not They´ll go in the pot And three will end up sealed and signed To be sent by Canary post To NCFC, our kind host, For all then to see In match day glory When the chosen, we can all toast. Just had it confirmed today, that the Club will again support this for the 6th year running, so you´re all welcome to try your hand. As usual, please try and keep them fairly clean, as they are going to be presented for unrestricted viewing ( the three chosen at any rate). Deadline for showing off your talents - Christmas Eve 10 pm rbf
Perhaps if one of the mods could ´stick´ this for the next month or so, please, so we know where to find it with thanks in advance, rbf
This is Norwich, a very fine City, We want your love, not your pity. Although we came down, We won't hang around, We're going back up, playing pretty!
We're the lads in yellow & green And under Phelan we're sure to get mean With the goals now coming from a fit again Hooper The future will soon be once again super So lets all get on Adams side Hold tight, lets just enjoy the ride !
Of late the City boat has been rocked Not least due to players that are crocked But while we're in disarray There are points yet to play So we'll recover or I will be shocked
You did wear a frown Seeing Norwich go down But came out of your shell and started off well It wasn't too last and slipped down the league fast But there's always the cup and watching Ipswich go up.
NA's team they hit the ground running But then others were seeing them coming the tactics will change and the forwards their range we won't be far off come the Summer
Smith and Jones an old fashioned act Brains are something they lacked With Neil Adams appointed Smith proclaimed him anointed In fact, it was a devilish pact
There was a man called Mickey Phelan Who had a terrible feeling He lay on his back And opened his crack And **** all over the Ipswich.
I´m sorry that so few seem in the mood for this, this year, although I understand if our current position and performances don´t exactly inspire the artistic juices, here´s hoping that there will soon be a few more optimistic straws to clutch at before Christmas Eve arrives, otherwise I´m afraid 2014 might be a ´no go´ limerick year.
With different nationals how do we feed'em Hooiveld I'm sure likes his Edam With haggis with mash Pickled herring and goulash Keep dishing it up 'cause we need'em.
Jerome and Hooper the pair Our strike force that all the teams fear When ever they score The crowd it does roar And the defense is left in despair.
For promotion our energies we must funnel Until there is light in the tunnel I have a good feeling With Adams and Phelan But all upcoming teams we must pummel.
Fellow canary fans lend me your ear Let's give RBF something to cheer Let not it be seen That the year twenty fourteen Is limerick less and bare.
This is the league,not a cup not a shield And from winning it we must not yield We must fight to the end The defense must not bend Until we're ahead of the field.
Josh and Jacob the brothers are twins They are young and they play on the wings Now their talent we must nurse And let all other teams curse At the way they help Norwich get wins
Teams again must be made to have fear Coming out to the ground we hold dear We must cheer all we can And become the 12th man So they all return home with points bare.
It's a longer story, but basically if I have trouble sleeping instead of counting sheep I'll make up limericks. It started years ago when I was first married I wanted to amuse my wife and make her laugh in bed and see where that would lead. Hopefully now I can remember them in the morning.
