Toffee Talk
Time to enjoy star with bucks’ coffee
Along with Toffee
Knocked on the door
Aston was not going to be ignored
“I am a nice treat
Very sweet”
A grand old lady welcomed him in
Having a grin
“Aston, where have you been?”
Trying to be sly
Not really telling any lie
“Fighting to stay in the big time
Got caught up in a bind
Relegation on my mind”
An antique Everton fashion smile
Opened up like it was on file
“Sometimes down there
No pressure in the air
Attitudes will be joyous not bitter
Fans will be happy during dinner”
As the first half slipped away
Nothing happened on this day
Until late in the match
Aston opened the hatch
A goal was there no strings attached
Showing he knew how to play
In the top notch superior way
Putting one on the board
Three points the Claret and Blue army would get for the award
But that was not going to happen
Granny Goodison decided to zap him
Right before the ninety minutes
Aston not going to get into it
“You are only going home with one
Fantasy trip almost done
I gave you my candy
Run home little Aston quick and dandy”
Feeling like he was tricked
Aston sat in his villa knowing he was licked
“I guess I am going down
To the lower league town
I will return
From this year’s burn
Stronger and firm
From what I learn
When enjoying a win
Competing to be an English Football Champion”
Copyright © Marc O'Brien | Year Posted 2020
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