POEMS

THE BOXING DAY MASSACRE

Twas Boxing Day at Hillsborough
All were full of Christmas Cheer
The kick off was a morning one
So the fans could get no beer

It was the biggest crowd in Sheffield
Since the good old days of yore
A Third Division record
Fourty nine thousand and more

The tension had been mounting
The fans began to shout
No one dreamed a match like this
Could turn out in a rout

The teams came out together
To a cup final like roar
The Owls started attacking
And chances came galore

It looked like they would never score
Then every Wednesday fan
With joy was quite delirious
It's a goal to Spiderman

United staged a fightback
Said "We're not in our grave"
The woodwork saved the Wednesday
Bolder made a brilliant save

Wednesday started the second half
As if they hadn't been interrupted
MAC crossed the ball to CURRAN
And once more the Kop erupted

Two minutes later United fans
Were nowhere to be heard
Curran streaked off on a run
And King got Wednesday's third

Two minutes from time our own TC
Set off on a run yet again
He dribbled into the area
And was pulled down for a pen

The ball was placed upon the spot
Mark Smith strode up to score
United fans never saw it
They'd all gone home before

After the match United said
"It could easily been eight"
Which goes to prove what Owls fans said
"That Wednesday are just great"

Now they say "Wait till Easter"
But as everybody round here knows
The Owls play better away

So have a laugh at Bramhall Lane
It should be really funny
Boxing Day Harry was Santa Claus
Next time he'll be Easter Bunny!

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