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Ye come up here tae paradise , tae beat us at your game, Aw'wind and piss and full o' shit, Yer aw the bloody same. Ye caw yersels World champions, the nations most elite, But Scotland are the greatest noo, cos Yuv just been fuckin 'beat. A game that wis invented, fur English gentlemen, No Highland Jocks we tartan frocks, well bluddy think again. A baw that's shapit like an egg, it's jist a stupit farse, Bit A suppose it makes it easier, tae ram right up yer arse. So git back home an lick yer wounds, yer a bunch o stupit fools, It's time fur you tae cheat again, and change the fuckin, rules. Rugby,fitba, cricket tae, yer jist a shower o chancers, Stick tae whit ye dae the best, you Morris fuckin dancers!!!

lol - I have to say am impressed - you've quite a talent there

have to confess that was written by a kiwi living in Scotland - seems he has been indoctrinated quite comprehensively in a very short period of time!

This poem was written 6 years ago, it has been slightly adapted. Not very original, and plus its written by Kiwis, who despite beating england recently Just, and ABSOLUTELY hammering Soctland into the ground and jumnping on top of them serveral times, are not the World Champions. They were beaten by Australia, who were then beaten by England. England are so feck you all!!

your only as good as your last game........18 12