Thierry Henry, he came back
got us a goal, quick as a flash
to help us win the match
I can gladly divulge, back of the net did bulge.
Thierry Henry Godlike preacher
Theo Walcotts brand new teacher
the tricks he's got, his delicate shot.
Play it, don't waste it
place it, don't lace it
grace it, embrace it.
Breathe the gunners, inhale them deep
Come may, could be top of the heap?
The cabinets full once more,
Thierry's boots are back in the door
Come on Arsenal we loudly roar!!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
From the wonder days of Thierry,
his every move makes us merry.
Then the magic of Wiltord,
reminds us he is the field Lord.
Oh! the fluidity and the best of Fabregas,
showing as though never out of gas.
The gracious quick feet of Theo,
shows the natural instinct of a Leo.
We may seem silent but not morbid,
slowly getting there and never rigid,
not this season? God forbid.
Winning a trophy is our major bid.
Letting go of Adebayor,
is like re-shuffling the cabinet of a Mayor.
Giving the chance to our great Ramsey,
gives football World something to fansy.
With the great prospect in Wilshere,
there would be enormous glory to share.
And the insurance we get from song,
indicates the reward will not be long.
We may seem silent but not morbid,
slowly getting there and never rigid,
not this season? God forbid.
Winning a trophy is our major bid.
Tip-tap the rolling ball is so classy,
but without a Trophy makes it messy.
Having a Commander-in-Chief like Persie,
makes the blending perfect and sexy.
And if you doubt, ask Chelsea.
Even though mocked by Bendtner,
still alive because we have Sagna.
The new intimidating team spirit is a signal
that soon every lip shall scream "Arsenal"