Ban the Cheats
by achettup
“Ban the Cheats” they chant with righteous pride
Interspersed murmurs ring indignant snide
He betrayed our sport, at its most sacred shrine
Twas bad enough their dark arts once made them shine
And on top of it all, he lied, he lied
Which cheats mean they, are all not equal?
False appeals, innings that should be sequels
What of those sleeves, those records built on chucking
And all those sweets they’re so eagerly sucking
Those diuretics for fatty faecal
“Cheating to win, its still a contest”
He undermined the fucking pretext
And we still bet, on small passages we gamble
See many spot fixes make the game a shamble
Its his morals see, thats what we reject
So ban for life, no second chances
This ain’t a Test, he’s got no answers
The same punishment for all such trespassers
As deterrent to those young and old gassers
But if they’re old… fuck that, lets clink glasses