Poets in the
Corner 

Hey, Mr Crabtree  such a bucaneer
Trusted with  wrestlings legacy
Now it's very sad wrestling's had its day
You're master of our sports destiny
Oh it's getting tough, we have had enough
Please just stop the gimmickry.

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Yes we like a fight, but it must be right, 
Holds and counters perfectly
That is why we cry, pleas that you deny, 
Please just stop the gimmickry

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Give us matches that look real,
With an authentic feel
We want to see wrestling now 
Like we had in the days of old.

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Dub a dub a dum dum, dub a dub a dum,
Don't make the mistake of treating fans as dumb
Dub a dub a dum dum, we are not having fun,
Dub a dub a dum dum, dub a dub a dum,
Give us back our old style wrestling.

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Splash! Another win for little brother Shirl
Fans dismayed  let out a groan
No more vision, no more passion, 
Fans are just the casualties
If only I were the boss  I'd stop, I would stop the gimmickry.

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Dub a dub a dum dum, dub a dub a dum,
A great promoter has turned our sport rum
Dub a dub a dum dum, we'll turn away chum,
Dub a dub a dum dum, dub a dub a dum,

Give us back our old style wrestling.

Wish we could have wrestling now
Like we enjoyed when we were young
Jackie Pallo, Mick McManus, 
Jumping Jim Hussey, Tony Charles
Give us back our old style wrestling