Toby the Rhymedog
Resurrected
With Christmas coming thick and fast,
And this year having been such a blast,
I thought you might like,
Some words in the mic,
From a ghost of this forum's past
But before this year in review,
Let me offer my sympathies to,
The millions that died,
From what @Kenshin described
As no more than a seasonal flu
Let's get the bad parts out into the clear
Came the day we all dreaded and feared,
After spending billions
Asthmatics Vermillion,
Won their first league in thirty years
But let us not get too dismayed,
They had their silent, busless parade,
'Tis a new season,
With plenty of reason,
To be jolly in this new decade
We're being managed by freakin' Ancelloti
And our fans are, of course, besotty
Oh you don't like that rhyme?
Then upon you I climb,
For a Carlos-style money shotty
And he didn't come here alone,
One look at Siggy, he got on the phone,
And said "Ciao Mister Hammos,
We need passes and blammos,
And your perfectly chiselled cheek bones"
And though the deal could have come a bit quicker,
He came in a rain of Echo Falls liquor,
And he brought with him fans,
Who get people bans,
By exciting them with pics of their knickers
And despite the odd miserable fart,
We've had a tremendously positive start,
In the league, on the up,
Fighting for a cup,
@davek, put all of THAT on a pie chart
It's been busy in the Current Affairs section,
After making America great for infection,
The Tangerine Mussolini,
Lost bigly and cleanly,
Despite being practically HANDED the election
And a brief word of thanks to the mods,
Who all have the patience of gods,
To @roydo and Raf,
Who let me back in the gaff,
I'll try not get shoes all chewed and gnawed
And to the rest of you I bid thee farewell,
Enjoy the mince pies and Carrilon bells,
My home planet needs me,
And it's they who feeds me,
By the way, I've nothing to do with that smell
And this year having been such a blast,
I thought you might like,
Some words in the mic,
From a ghost of this forum's past
But before this year in review,
Let me offer my sympathies to,
The millions that died,
From what @Kenshin described
As no more than a seasonal flu
Let's get the bad parts out into the clear
Came the day we all dreaded and feared,
After spending billions
Asthmatics Vermillion,
Won their first league in thirty years
But let us not get too dismayed,
They had their silent, busless parade,
'Tis a new season,
With plenty of reason,
To be jolly in this new decade
We're being managed by freakin' Ancelloti
And our fans are, of course, besotty
Oh you don't like that rhyme?
Then upon you I climb,
For a Carlos-style money shotty
And he didn't come here alone,
One look at Siggy, he got on the phone,
And said "Ciao Mister Hammos,
We need passes and blammos,
And your perfectly chiselled cheek bones"
And though the deal could have come a bit quicker,
He came in a rain of Echo Falls liquor,
And he brought with him fans,
Who get people bans,
By exciting them with pics of their knickers
And despite the odd miserable fart,
We've had a tremendously positive start,
In the league, on the up,
Fighting for a cup,
@davek, put all of THAT on a pie chart
It's been busy in the Current Affairs section,
After making America great for infection,
The Tangerine Mussolini,
Lost bigly and cleanly,
Despite being practically HANDED the election
And a brief word of thanks to the mods,
Who all have the patience of gods,
To @roydo and Raf,
Who let me back in the gaff,
I'll try not get shoes all chewed and gnawed
And to the rest of you I bid thee farewell,
Enjoy the mince pies and Carrilon bells,
My home planet needs me,
And it's they who feeds me,
By the way, I've nothing to do with that smell