The Duck Pond Splash Down

After QPR’s long season dim and drear,
They lined up Leeds, with little cheer.
A kick, a pass, underdogs in flight,
QPR but dreamed to steal the night.

A season shadowed by the threat of drop,
QPR, three points shy, dared to swap
Despair for daring, resolve on display
—Toppling giants, sent Leicester astray.

The whistle blew,
the game took flight,
QPR, with all their might,
Netted one, then two, then three, then four
—The fans erupted, loud they roared.

Leeds, so lofty, felt the sting,
Of underdogs doing their thing.
Four-nil!
The scoreboard shone so bright,
A rare delight on such a night.

Now the whistle blows, the battle done,
QPR safe, the struggle won.
Joy erupts in cheers that soar,
Relief floods through, relegation no more.

Fans embrace in jubilant throngs,
Loftus Road alive with songs.
From fear to cheer, the shift so sweet,
In this escape, victory tastes complete.

Against the odds, where few would bet or believe,
They faced the leaders and achieved
A double shock, their spirit unbowed,
Felling twin titans, standing proud.

Pints were raised, songs filled the air,
Fans danced around with little care.
For once this season, joy they found,
At Loftus Road, their cheers profound.

To the tune of “Something Just Like This” by The
Chainsmokers and Coldplay

From season’s lows, to highs we wanna go,
QPR’s spirit, never would we risk
Sealing Leeds’ and Leicester’s fate
With some superhuman gifts
Some stadium’s great-hero-o
To Loftus Road, a fairy-tale bliss
From gloom, I can turn to
Everybody I can kiss

We want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, we want something just like this
I want something just like this