The Former BluesinBC
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Feeling depressed after last night's defeat, I cheered myself up by remembering this account of the play off final:
We few, we happy few, we band of Shrimpers;
For he to-day that sings Blues songs with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in Southend now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That roared with us upon Play-Off Final day.
Dedicated to the few who went and hopefully shaming those who didn't.
We few, we happy few, we band of Shrimpers;
For he to-day that sings Blues songs with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in Southend now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That roared with us upon Play-Off Final day.
Dedicated to the few who went and hopefully shaming those who didn't.