Poor wee St Mirren, they lie broken and sinking
The funniest thing is the speed of their fall, faster than Old Tommy's wrinkling
The words of the past which were screamed from the Paisley mast
Coming back to bite them to the joy of the P&B cast
Lexy is missing, and AberdeenBud is in mourning
We told you boys, you didn't take the warning
All that is left is to thank Tommy C
For what a joy he is giving every p&b Dee
The Highlanders struggle for an added bonus
Now to you McIntyre lies the onus
A double relegation delight
You ex Dayglo wearing little shite.