Saturday, 20 September 2014

Papa Shango And The Plastic Whistles


Papa Shango sat on a wall.
Papa Shango had a great fall.
He stood proudly aloft
Taking in some free soccer
Risking life for Partick Thistle?
He must be off his rocker

As a bonnie lad, he never had the chance
To reject the fitbaw, become a lord of the dance.
With his hobbies and interests determined from youth
He stood up on that wall, and screamed "Durantys a poof!"

No facts to attest, it was simply just rumour
But that wall's not a soapbox. 
For agendas to maneuver. 
As he stood up on that wall.
Karma struck wance. 
And he took a great tumble. 
Doomed to never become


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