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A Poem For Sir James Dyson That's Not About Hoovers

Bath City football club is an embarrassment to Bath
Most people ain't heard of them the ones who have laugh 
Their aim and ambition is to be what they are 
And that's like dreaming you're a broken down car 
The fixture list came and it says you take part 
So you push that car around the track from the start 
Their desire is to exist with no plan to go far 
They don't have the fire they don't have the heart 
We don't show support when it all looks a farce
Don't we deserve something better than this
In good old Bath City where only rugby exists 
Football can rot because rugby's the wish 
absolute bollocks it's bollocks it is
Lacking intelligence in this rugby territory
it's like they see football the ultimate enemy 
Scared of its presence and what it might do 
A city with one club yet big enough for two 
Our Uni makes athletes Olympian Gold 
Bath Rugby competes while the football's on hold 
There is a demand, no there's not we get told 
"Football's not our game it's just not our mould" 
I know Sir James Dyson is a man made in Bath 
we're all proud of that, those Hoovers are bad 
I say that as slang, his old bosses are mad
They rejected his hoover, how dumb and how daft 
Now with your mass fortune beyond simple maths 
You can now do what nobody else ever has 
Invest in Bath City and put them on the map 
You'll be a hero and they won't be crap 
Potential so blatant will finally grow 
and with it our pride, a pride never known  
fill up the stadium with a reason to go 
and fans will keep coming if there is a show 
The community will bond as it responds to events 
when you create dreams the present prevents 
those magical days when the cup brings giants 
a promotion or two through your generous expense 
there's so much potential, they so under achieve 
it wouldn't take much for that club to succeed
giving thousands of locals dreams hope and belief 
It's you Sir James Dyson can gift what we need 
It'll take off like your Hoovers but the football won't suck 
with your big fat fortune it won't cost you a buck 
it's a bigger football club than we know but its stuck 
and it's about our community, it's a gift of good luck 
invest in Bath City and the best is to come,
you'll go down in history as the one champion 
who did the one thing that nobody had done, 
go on mate please it's a job that sounds fun

Copyright © Nick Trim




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