“incomplete”
an ode to Panthers v parra.
For
@soc123_au and my panther buddies.
Empty spaces, Nate please run through holes
Touch line Stainesy, with no place left to go
Without smug, grand final, I can find no rest
Where were going, is anybody’s guess.
I tried to go on like I knew wed never lose
Backs awake, but our fowards half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But with no grand final I’m always going to be,
Incomplete….
Ivan tells us, we should carry on
He gets the bench right,
when he’s day dreaming at home.
But we are waiting
for our day out the sun
Recalling sattler who nailed that rooster run
I tried to go on like a smuggy panther
Record wins until the Tigers stabbed our kids.
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
That without that title all we’ll be is
Incomplete…
We play Parra and then to beat the storm
We are floating on the M4 all alone
Bea Arthur
our best player,
up to his old tricks
Wait till his side meets our killer Kiks.