Oh, look. It's another poem. *tap tap* HELLO? IS THIS THING ON?

The Silly Time's here
Where rumors appear
Of Spurs making plans to expand
Not trying to hate
But it would be great
If the players we're linked to weren't bland

It's all good to sing
Of our Captain, the King
While he's nursing his vaporized knee
So we should sign Chris Samba,
Defensive black mamba,
Who's not nearly so cartilage-free.

Some want Demba Ba
For a White Hart hurrah
But he won't leave Newcastle so soon
So it's rather straightforward –
We still need a forward
(Not a Russian who likes to say "VOOM")

Ignore Darren Bent
Who's talent's not spent
But who misses shots made by my Ma
And then there is Hoillet
Who's name rhymes with "toilet"
But who might play as good as "Kaka"

There's Moussa Dembele
Who I've seen on the telly
And the French prodigy Loic Remy;
Internacional's
Leandro Damiao
Has skills that give Spurs fans a semi

And why not Yakubu
A beast of a man who
Can likewise just take a game over
But once undertook
We must needs overlook
The fact we'd be buying a Rover.

The Scum should agree
When they resigned Henry
Without Robin their strikers are poo.
So let's not make a fuss,
It's the same thing for us!
Why not Ossie and Lineker, too?

As the Jan. window closes
We'll all hold our noses
Though we'll have made signings much stranger.
So let's close the curtain:
It's more or less certain
We'll sign Mido and Nile Ranger.