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Club Legend
It started back in 81, when footy was a lot more fun.
Five out of six wasn’t a great start, but in the next fifteen, we tore them apart.
A new Coleman they cried in 83, as Sheedy and his Baby Bombers climbed the tree.
Alas we ran out of steam, as Robbo and his mates, crushed our dream.
The old fox was irate, and cut loose with an infamous berate.
No one will forget the blind turn by Leon, as the Dons piled them on.
The plumber from Prahran was full of cunning, and some of his moves were simply stunning.
For those who were there, 85 laid everyone else bare.
Simon, Daisy, Watson and Fish, were a small part of the Sheedy dish.
But Timmy and Vander and Daisy went down, so Kev started mucking around.
Raines and Richardson joined the staff, when Carey and Bradbury got the shaft.
The inevitable fall, was no surprise to us all.
1990 is a fading memory, but TD made the Pies earn their overdue piece, of history.
The move from Windy Hill seemed to be the best pill, as Sheeds planned another kill.
The second generation was a big surprise, but the old fox was very much alive.
Longy ran the length of the G, as Wally cleaned the Blues up legally.
We could have done more, but Plugger landed one on the jaw.
The old fox rose again and it seemed so simple, knock out the Blues, and the rest was simple.
A touch of over confidence let us down, but it was just a prelude, to another crown.
20 games on the trot and the best team ever, would never ever be forgot.
The Lions showed more resolve, as Sheedys men began to dissolve.
A final here and a final there, but the Dons weren’t going anywhere.
There was a lot of dissension, about Sheed’s retention.
But the old board gave nothing away, as the bomber faithful looked on in dismay.
Sheeds tried hard to be heard, but Horsbourogh and PJ had the last word.
His last game as coach was at the G, and we were all there, naturally.
The Dons will go on, and so will Sheeds, but many a Bomber heart, sorely bleeds.
Five out of six wasn’t a great start, but in the next fifteen, we tore them apart.
A new Coleman they cried in 83, as Sheedy and his Baby Bombers climbed the tree.
Alas we ran out of steam, as Robbo and his mates, crushed our dream.
The old fox was irate, and cut loose with an infamous berate.
No one will forget the blind turn by Leon, as the Dons piled them on.
The plumber from Prahran was full of cunning, and some of his moves were simply stunning.
For those who were there, 85 laid everyone else bare.
Simon, Daisy, Watson and Fish, were a small part of the Sheedy dish.
But Timmy and Vander and Daisy went down, so Kev started mucking around.
Raines and Richardson joined the staff, when Carey and Bradbury got the shaft.
The inevitable fall, was no surprise to us all.
1990 is a fading memory, but TD made the Pies earn their overdue piece, of history.
The move from Windy Hill seemed to be the best pill, as Sheeds planned another kill.
The second generation was a big surprise, but the old fox was very much alive.
Longy ran the length of the G, as Wally cleaned the Blues up legally.
We could have done more, but Plugger landed one on the jaw.
The old fox rose again and it seemed so simple, knock out the Blues, and the rest was simple.
A touch of over confidence let us down, but it was just a prelude, to another crown.
20 games on the trot and the best team ever, would never ever be forgot.
The Lions showed more resolve, as Sheedys men began to dissolve.
A final here and a final there, but the Dons weren’t going anywhere.
There was a lot of dissension, about Sheed’s retention.
But the old board gave nothing away, as the bomber faithful looked on in dismay.
Sheeds tried hard to be heard, but Horsbourogh and PJ had the last word.
His last game as coach was at the G, and we were all there, naturally.
The Dons will go on, and so will Sheeds, but many a Bomber heart, sorely bleeds.
