We´ll try to stand tall
When we pay a call
This Saturday mid-afternoon,
In the wake of those
Undoubted long throws
Just ready to make us all swoon,
And don´t get me wrong
As a weapon, they´re strong
Especially with a six-foot-five Crouch,
Just loitering there
Up where the air
Is thin, there´ll be no room to slouch,
But Lambert I´m sure
Has thought of a cure
For those airborne missiles of yours,
And has his own plan
For just how we can
Add a point or more to our own cause,
A draw when we met
Early on, and we let
A one goal lead slip, I recall,
Was probably fair
Though we were unclear
Back then, as to this league´s pitfalls,
We´re much wiser now
Though we must still bow
To your extra Premier League years,
And a Europe taste too
Will have strengthened you
As this season´s finale nears,
So I´d say, a point
Hard fought at your joint
Would be very satisfactory,
But what would bring joy
Unlike t´other new boy
Would be if we picked up all three,
And Pulis, no doubt
Will cajole and shout
Instructions, especially if things,
Don´t potter along
In tune with his song
I´m looking forward to what the day brings.
Yours very expectantly,
When we pay a call
This Saturday mid-afternoon,
In the wake of those
Undoubted long throws
Just ready to make us all swoon,
And don´t get me wrong
As a weapon, they´re strong
Especially with a six-foot-five Crouch,
Just loitering there
Up where the air
Is thin, there´ll be no room to slouch,
But Lambert I´m sure
Has thought of a cure
For those airborne missiles of yours,
And has his own plan
For just how we can
Add a point or more to our own cause,
A draw when we met
Early on, and we let
A one goal lead slip, I recall,
Was probably fair
Though we were unclear
Back then, as to this league´s pitfalls,
We´re much wiser now
Though we must still bow
To your extra Premier League years,
And a Europe taste too
Will have strengthened you
As this season´s finale nears,
So I´d say, a point
Hard fought at your joint
Would be very satisfactory,
But what would bring joy
Unlike t´other new boy
Would be if we picked up all three,
And Pulis, no doubt
Will cajole and shout
Instructions, especially if things,
Don´t potter along
In tune with his song
I´m looking forward to what the day brings.
Yours very expectantly,


Something's gotta give me thinks.
