An ode to Adebayo Akinfenwa
An ode to Adebayo Akinfenwa
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo goes the cry,
Like the roar of a war in days long gone by,
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo, they recite,
Like a haunting refrain that sustains through the night,
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo, gentle giant,
The others may train but you stand defiant,
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo, not for you,
That tiresome work they put themselves through,
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo, sly old dog,
Teasing the crowd with a hint of a jog,
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo, it’s your knee,
No strenuous exercise til quarter to three,
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo, goes the cheer,
Your frame invites fear when the ball arrives near,
Bayo, Bayo, Bayo, that’s your name,
A glorious quirk of the beautiful game.
2 Comments
Webbie - F&M
June 11, 2011I hope there are plans to record this as a single – and more importantly: to make a video.
Chris
November 9, 2011This is beautiful!