Well if what you're saying is true
Then I'll say goodbye for the noo
There's been some good times
And some spurious rhymes
By some who I think have sniffed glue
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Well if what you're saying is true
Then I'll say goodbye for the noo
There's been some good times
And some spurious rhymes
By some who I think have sniffed glue
Oh Swaddon, please don?t say it?s true
This thread would be lost without you
Each rhyme is a hit
With humour and wit
Like eggs a gold goose just might poo
Having won, despite all my fear
In part thanks to Craig Gordon?s rear
And red cards a puckle
It fair made me chuckle
To see the Tarts cry in their beer
Celtic in the final of the cup
We won often when I was a pup
These days we are too lazy to win
My goodness that is a terrible sin
Please grab a beer and have a good sup
We've made the Scottish cup final,
'gainst a club which once pasted us nine - nil
If we lift silverware,
nae bugger will care,
if third place goes doon the urinal
The Hearts fans are a'a fairly greeting
At wir help fae oor pal brither Beaton
Fan he Devlin sent aff
It wis jist for a laugh
Despite accusations o cheating
😉
When anyone mentions John Beaton
I think of his Hun loving cheatin
So it?s been quite a tonic
If rather ironic
To see the Hun Lite and their greetin
Ah've a rehearsal tomorrow at one,
So Ah'll miss half the game v Der Hun.
But Ah'll sing wi' much passion
If we gie them a thrashin'
an' Ah'll get steamin' drunk fan Ah'm done.
As the day of the final drew near
We travelled with less hope than fear
But we wore red, sang loud
The Dons did us proud
And we shamelessly shed the odd tear
The Sellick support are quite bitter
Cos their treble went right down the sh1tter
They should sook it up
Cos we won the cup
So they should stop moaning on Twitter