Gatt wishes he'd never been born,
Says his brain is the size of a prawn,
You know the old spinner,
But he ain't much thinner,
That ****** Aussie is Shame Warne.
He can bowl a big turning ripper,
Then fool you with his quick flipper,
While he comments on sky,
And eats one more steak pie,
Before you're done up like a kipper.
Even with the bat he's not bad,
Drives the opposition quite mad,
He could captain them too,
More than Ponting's IQ,
But he's gone and us Poms are just glad.
May 30, 2010
May 30, 2010 at 12:49 AM UTC
Gatt wishes he'd never been born,
Says his brain is the size of a prawn,
You know the old spinner,
But he ain't much thinner,
That ****** Aussie is Shame Warne.
He can bowl a big turning ripper,
Then fool you with his quick flipper,
While he comments on sky,
And eats one more steak pie,
Before you're done up like a kipper.
Even with the bat he's not bad,
Drives the opposition quite mad,
He could captain them too,
More than Ponting's IQ,
But he's gone and us Poms are just glad.
..........
I hope that illustrates my mixed feeling towards the man.
In 2005, England won the Ashes 2-1, Glenn McGrath missed two games - is it a co-incidence that those were the two which England won? No.
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