#aston
Shout out to holte enders in the sky
At villa, we believe in Unai
Shout out to Dean who got us back up
May 26 we won the Europa League cup
No silverware since 96
30 years of feeling like ****
Relegation, managers coming and going
But Birmingham is ours - sun, rain or snowing
Great wall of Argentina doing his thing
Rodgers in the pockets, pulling every string
Watkins coming back with fire in his belly
A great season from our little old Emi
Where do I begin with John McGinn
Him being injured was a massive sin
But him and Youri came back with a fight
Showed us how to play under the lights
One who stood out was Matty Cash
Grabbing the ball and making a dash
In a week we beat Liverpool and City
The football we played was rather pretty
Shout out to the players who got less time
We are one team, and they all did just fine
Massive credit goes to our main man Konsa
Betano better believe they're a lucky sponsor
People may say we aren't in the top six
But personally, I think those people are ******
Finishing fourth, champions league here we come
Spurs may as well sign my nan and my mum
I have this feeling there's more to give
Aston villa gives me a purpose to live
We may lose at times and lose our mind
But when it really matters, we really grind
Emery, thank you for bringing back hope
After we found ourselves down a slippery slope
He's a master of football and he is our own
Villa park is a place where you can go alone
And make all the pals, our fans are the best
It's a shame that we have to wait now and rest
But Watkins, Konsa and Rodgers have chance
Bring it home for England - the final dance
A season of greatness, to remember forever
Birmingham is ours, whatever the weather
I love this club and I always will
Even when we lost to Palace 3 nil
So let the celebrations continue on
Let's hope next season, no one will be gone
Except maybe Bailey, bless his soul
Though he did get that Europa league goal
End there I must, my heart filled with pride.
It's been a long journey, but one hell of a ride!
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 2:17 PM UTC
Meaning
They say a drunk man's talk
is a sober man's thoughts.
Frankly, there is some truth to that;
but drunkenness has a way of muddying meaning.
When I said I loved you
I meant it.
However what I meant by it was just what you think,
and so much more.
I love you not just physically,
mentally,
spiritually,
but on an emotionally dependent level.
You have a way of getting me high.
Higher than any inebriation can or ever could.
I love you for being my friend.
For believing in what I believe in
on my behalf.
And, most importantly,
for not shunning me for my flaws.
For all you do for me without even really trying,
I should kneel at your feet at the sight of you,
and thank whatever cosmic coincidence
brought me before you.
For you are walking, talking,
breathing:
Therapy.
So, for the next time I'm too drunk to stand,
and am throwing up as you hold my hair back:
Know that afterwards when I kiss you,
hug you,
tell you I love you, even.
Know now,
Exactly what I mean.
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 7:03 PM UTC