Patience is a virtue, some have it, some don´t Rewarded in the long run it will be or it won´t, Whether you belong on one side or the other Will determine if it causes joy or just bother, Many will say we´ve been patient enough With Neil, who they say just does not know his stuff, Then there are those who steadfastly maintain That any change won´t give significant gain, And then to the rest, who´re somewhere in between Not that sure, but still firmly yellow and green, ´Time´s running out´ is already the call But really it´s not quite that bad, after all, The object this year, that they all undertook Was promotion any way, by hook or by crook, Now me, I can wait for as long as it takes While some want to hurtle there, using no brakes, I see that our leader has been nominated For that well known award, that leaves them deflated, But sure signs, if any are needed right now That we´re moving up out of our lowest low, And here in this month of sub-zero heat Why shouldn´t we dream of a Wembley repeat, Just as one win doesn´t make us world champs So one draw or loss shouldn´t light warning lamps, There´s about twenty-four hundred hours still to go Before anyone here can possibly know, Whether this year has been what one could call success Or whether we´ll just have to put up with less.
