"Booze Bus"

I shouldn't really be aboard
Self discipline of the highest accord
I even bought drink for the raffle
With no urge to have a snaffle!
In the past I'd have been
As drunk as a skunk
Not caring what anyone thunk
Being stuck on here sober isn't so bad
At least I remember, for which I'm glad.
Back in the seventies racism was rife
It was an every game way of life
Looking back our fans were a disgrace
Too cowardly to say anything to your face.
But now our support is unique
Blending in together week after week
Young and old as good as gold
All welcomed into the Hamlet fold
Teachers and preachers
Mix with teds and dreads
Genuinely mad people
Happily off their heads
Even some Turks going berserk
And working class Cockneys
Should to shoulder with
City Boy Mockneys together
No problems at all in any weather
As long as you don't have a pop
At the colour of a players skin
At Dulwich Hamlet you will fit in
Everyone UNITED for Pink 'n' Blue
Whether you're Old Skool dinosaur 'Rabble'
Or rather posh nouveau new
More songs and flags than I've ever known
Seeds of the future are being sown
The strength of a club
Is in it's collective fans' soul
The "St. Pauli of South London" can be our goal!

Dulwich Poet 21st April 2012

(After a first attempt at writing about Dulwich Hamlet supporters on the coach to Herne Bay yesterday, which didn't go in the direction intended & released some personal & private thoughts from the old days, I had another attempt, and think this one is ok to share, in my real name, on Facebook)