They're no good to man or beast
They'll wreck your picnic feast
The pests we love the least
Are Wasps.

Flack at them with your hand
No-one wants them round
The insects we can't stand.
Are Wasps.

They play in yellow n' black
The team that we can't hack
Be sure to mind your back.
They're Wasps.

Sometimes we get stung
It's just awful if they've won
But we beat them if on song.
They're Wasps

Nick Evans is our man
He put the insects down
We are very happy fans
We Quins.

We swatted those dread Pests
A dreadful fierce contest
But we came of the best.
The Quins.

The rugby rivalry between Harlequins and Wasps goes back 150 years. They have a common origin but split into two clubs and have been rivals ever since.