Dare you, say up Wenger, <br />And behold Arsenal FaNs fume in anger, <br />For when one commentator said Arsene, <br />To some aggrieved ear, it sounded arson, <br />And to a disgruntled yoruba ear, asin, <br />I wondered, his atrocities that much. <br />Mufu burst-ed: Clichy by another club cliched, <br />A replacement, the prudent man takes a risk, <br />Gibbs definately will click. <br />Now Denilson gone, <br />One of the few who seldom fire the dusty canon gun, <br />And what as Mr Wenger done? <br />The power house, midfielder fabricator of gas, Fabregas, <br />For Arsenal, seem out of gas, <br />But Professor holds him still as the citadel of pass, <br />When many suspect his commitment long past. <br />Some have said on Mr Wengers hand is a super efficient glue, <br />And his full diskette need be replaced by a CD ROM, <br />Experts confessed: the free flowing pattern of play be like maggi, onga, <br />Will wet any football lover appetite to hunger, <br />But to shoot, Raphael declared, Nada, <br />And when they do, bagger <br />All our Strikers be Van der sars maga. <br />If there be any bullet left in the gunners canon gun, Bimpe added in anger, <br />It should be aimed at the wallet of Wenger.<br /><br />Ayandare Mayowa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wenger-and-the-angry-arsenal-fans/
