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There once was a game up in Aberdeen,
Neil Simpson and Durrant, both keen,
A fair tackle went in,
But with an audible din,
Poor Durrant's leg was left far from clean.
... ****e, but funny.
My father said to me, Son
You can always count on Red John
On football, cuisine
And all in between
He’s answers for every one
Red John, when he was but a nipper
Found a buckshee ten bob in his hipper
Determined to eat
He rushed down the street
Not to the chippy, THE CHIPPER
On Sunday out cometh the Hun
From their middens under the grun
To Pittodrie they’ll file
All filthy and vile
Morons and bigots each one
Vintage posted in this group
Trying to keep folks in the loop
But to his dismay
There came a sad day
When he coodna find his ane stroop
When Shinnie went in for the “baw”
The ref saw no problem “at aw”
But VAR said “haud aun”
That’s a 3 game “baun “
And the SFA then made it 4
It’s good we get a laugh on here
Whether you are straight, transgender or queer
We all need a bit fun
As we all hate the hun
But I don’t recommend meeting up for a beer
There once was a cnut called Kris Boyd
Born with no brain, just a void
So he filled it with crap
Then opened the tap
And spewed it all out unalloyed