The Triple Cast of English Football

Peppie was feeling cool Watching the sky blue Realizing he was on top Above good ole rival Klopp When Chelsea arrived To the beehive With intention For a conversation about the detention That should be mentioned Getting attention In the Daily Mail Telling the story how Chelsea was nailed “Our new fourth member Pulled something this first weekend in December Put a whammy Using the Western Hammy Trapping me in third Finding out nothing is insured,” Laughing Peppie continued enjoying feeding on the honey Thinking what happened ‘was ever so funny’ “You wore yellow A Mellow Merchandising seller,” Peppie replied Knowing Chelsea tried “Well, you were in white For your bee buzzing fight That was a bore and never tight!” In another place Klopp was building his case Returning from battle Protecting his cattle Wolves on the attack Working like a pack Nil Nil to the end Following a goal scripted by an athletic pen Klopp was able to defend Success!! In the test Not feeling alone Having a civil tone Approaching the two Noting no one wearing blue Pondering something was starting to brew “First and third Haven’t you heard,” Peppie spoke the word “I did some checking No longer first instead second” Klopp said Impersonating a bridesmaid wanting to wed But due to debt Had to wear red Chelsea gave a look Like after reading a good chapter in a book “You are lucky to be in front of me You should be in spot number three,” She did shrug Still needing a hug “About this West Ham Who created the one-point jam?” They all started to wonder About the lunchtime blunder “Are these Hammers for real? Or just Londoners asking deal or no deal?” As the trio checked their list twice Being border protective and nice “Should we let them in? To our elite circle of win?” Chelsea started the rebuttal Noting they had this entertaining bubble Creating trouble On the table Winding around the English Premiere fable Where only one takes it all Declaring the champion playing futbol