Gavin Ellis has put together some prose about the 2019-20 season.

SWEET REVENGE

Gloucester City visit first in the year of 2020

We know they struggle on the road so hope for goals aplenty

In purple shirts the visitors back-peddle from the start

Maybe it’s the long trek northwards which has them lacking heart

They have a panto villain, a total midfield clown

Who seems to spend the entire match hacking Hatfield down

The game is only just four minutes old when Darlington find bliss

Sean Reid taps in an open goal, he simply can’t miss

And then Reid is up-ended, the ref points to the spot

Campbell scores his tenth this term and calms our nerves somewhat

Gloucester pull a goal back in the match’s dying ember

But we hold on and revenge the two-one loss we suffered last September

LANDS OF THE GIANTS

We’re playing Solihull tonight and we feel like Lilliput

Each opposing player looks about eight foot

It’s the FA Trophy replay, Moors sit one division high

But they’re the first team that I’ve ever seen play football in the sky

Solihull almost take the lead with a cheeky little lob

But Elliott back-peddles and saves it, just the job

The Moors keep aiming skywards as we head towards the break

All the Quakers’ fans concur and our necks begin to ache

Hatfield hits a random shot which turns into a pass

Omar Holness slides it home, football played on grass

Moors still find time to hit our bar, we upset their coach Tim Flowers

Who claims that his team murdered us, he’ll probably sulk for hours

HARROGATE HILL

Harrogate Town in the Trophy in their famous Black and Yellow

We hope to take another scalp the Darlo fans all below

In our opponents’ team today our former star Mark Beck

We’re playing a proper football team who keep it on the deck

We gained a substantial fee from our Solihull Moors win

Yet the Tin Shed sounds subdued today with few supporters in

Poor Ben Headley tumbles as we head towards the break

He sadly lets Jack Diamond in who slots home, no mistake

The Yellows hit our woodwork twice, we stay under the cosh

And then they score a second goal, we won’t win no more dosh

Well that’s the cup runs over, our players have fatigue

Time to concentrate once more on climbing up the league