Hi mate,
I see you are the in-house poet for QPR. Well, I've decided to whip out a quick rhyme after being inspired. It's piss poor, took me 5 minutes and until someone better comes in I shall continue to write utter shit. Enjoy!
With three games to go, they said it was all on the line.
Two failures passed and they say we have no spine.
Has that changed now we have Bellers as captain?
Or will we once again be left tampin’?
We have fire power in abundance.
QPR have Kenny taking every substance.
Norwich have that fat tw*t Holt.
Whilst Reading have been struck by a lightning bolt.
Swansea seem to be getting worse by the day.
Will those jokes ever end about their supporters being gay?
Brendan Rodgers keeps saying they can go up automatically.
But Ashley Williams seems to score own goals systematically.
Whether QPR get points deducted or not.
I am certain we can take that second spot.
Norwich won’t get nine points from three games.
And we will be left singing the Bluebirds' players’ names.
As our warriors leave for Preston, we hold great hope.
Fingers crossed we can get one over on Brown, the orange skinned dope.
Davey Jones and the boys can go and do a job.
Maybe Bothroyd can score with a cheeky lob?
Whatever happens, no matter where we end up.
I truly believe we can make the Prem without a hiccup.
Be it automatic or through the playoffs with legs of jelly.
Even if it means smashing the Jacks at Wembley.
Our fate is destined and no-one can stop us.
We are Cardiff City, so all aboard the banter bus!
Soon, the world over we will be heard.
Chanting our song 'Bluebirds! Bluebirds! Bluebirds!'.