With a steady hand
And learned eye
His team now pushing
For the sky.
Brian McDermott
Bald and brave
Leads the Royals
Stoic and grave.
Their yearly pursuit
An upward surge
Last year slinked home
As Swans emerged.
Those blasted playoffs
Cursed and grim
But automatic chances
Are growing slim.
"Now's the time
To stand up tall
Down the league
We cannot fall."
"Stand up each one
From Hunt to Harte
And listen here
We'll not fall apart."
One last cry
"Do it for the fan!"
The final urge
"I am the eggman!"
