Darlo Uncovered

Reading through the various topics on Uncovered, a number of writers have mentioned that things could be looking "bleak".
So in the spirit of the season and to get your vocal chords into practice for your carol services, I've ad-libbed some of the words to "In the Bleak Mid-winter", to perhaps sum up our present situation:


1. In the bleak midwinter, Darlo fans did moan,
words were hard as iron, views cut to the bone;
blows had fallen, blow on blow, blow on blow,
in the bleak midwinter, not that long ago.

2. TW, loyalty cannot hold him, nor AW sustain;
fans and hopes might flee away should he stay to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a lower place sufficed
in the NL table, hopes for cup runs sliced.

3. Was darlogramps right all along; should he stay or go,
Stay till end of season; next month, who would know?
Collins injured, Syers gone, all our best blokes gone,
we all know what needs doing, if Tommy cottons on.

4. What can I give them, poor as I am?
If I were a magnate, I’d sign half West Ham;
if I were a Rich Man, they’d never be cut short;
yet what I can I give them: give my support.

Very witty -but buying half of West Ham??

Howay In A Manger

Away to play Chester no team to put out
Our lads might work wonders so give them a shout
And little Lord Tommy who's not always right
Still tries his hardest to cut back the blight

But in heaven Saint Cyril will shout in despair
As the ghost of Lance Robson wishes he was down there
For the legends of Darlo have seen it all before
So they say stick with Tommy and be careful what you wish for.